Dream About Summer Novels & Stories

He was always the responsible one. I sighed as I got up from the bed. I was covered in sweat. I had been having the same dreams for some time, especially since I told Osagiede I loved her. Could it be guilt? I threw off the covers and got up. I padded to the kitchen to make some tea. I wondered, not for the first time, why people liked coffee. Tea was bliss. I made a cup of my specially blended tea, added two cubes of sugar and some honey and sat down on the chair in the kitchen to drink it while I stared out the window.

You do not need phone or something when Lilly is there she is complete fun. "Thanks ,but this is not the way you wake someone on their birthday". "Well I don't want to but you are not waking up and seeing your sweaty head I got hint that you are seeing that dream again so I thought to save you ", she explain herself. "So tell me, I save you this time?" She asked, no said while flipping her hair. "No". 'You come Too late' I replied pressurising on too. Well Lilly know about my weird dreams and from the day I tell her she is obsessed with saving me. It's like some drama for her where you wait for another episode to know what's gonna happen. She did the same.

"O-Of course. We're friends." Satisfied with my response, Bethany finally let go of my arm and followed me inside. I opened the door, but the office was pitch-black. "Dad, these are the friends I mentioned, the ones coming to work here for the summer," I said cautiously. Before I could introduce them, they pushed past me and crowded into the room. "Hello, Mr. Parker. We're here for the summer jobs. May I know what the pay is like? Is ten thousand dollars a month okay? Oh, and I'm not really into factory work. Can I get an office job instead?"

After about thirty minutes of that, I was willing to take plain ole sleep if nothing else. After a full hour of angrily tossing and turning, I give up. My head is too jumbled right now to rest. I sit up, rub the sleep from my eyes, and grab my laptop. I cracked it open, opened G****e, and typed “what do my dreams mean” into the search bar. Cool, only a million and a half results, all telling me I was either going to die or I wasn’t getting enough Vitamin D. That wasn't foreboding or anything.

ADA Peace and quiet. That was all I felt at the moment. Once again, I had one of those dreams where I knew I was unconscious, yet the realism of it all arrested me. I found myself in what appeared to be a magical garden, bathed in sunshine, filled with colourful blooms all around me. Amongst the other flowers, the sunflowers stood out from the rest, all standing proud yet peaceful. Their yellow petals were broad and cheerful, and I chose to see them as the perfect embodiment of summer itself. Even though I knew I was asleep, I wouldn't have minded staying there for a while.