Dream Inside A Dream Novels & Stories

BRETHANY VIKTORIA 'BREE' DE VEYRA CAN dreams happen in the middle of a nightmare? Or is it the other way around? That nightmare is like a thief, kakatok sa gitna ng napakaganda mong panaginip upang nakawin ang kung ano mang kapayapaang nadarama mo.

“I don’t know. Siguro yung mukhang motivated man lang. Not unlike your look right now. Dinaig mo pa ang kakagaling lang sa break up.” Napabuga siya ng hangin at napasandal sa swivel chair. “I’m not getting a decent sleep lately,” aniya. “Work? Dude, I already told you to—” “No, it’s not,” he said, cutting him off. Nahilot niya bigla ang sentido. “I keep on having this dream—like there was this girl who was crying and she kept on telling me that she wanted us to go home. But the next thing I knew she was already lying in a pool of blood.”

79 Halos hinihingal ako pagkagising ko kinabukasan. I can't believe my dream right now. Napasinghab ako at hindi ko alam kung anong mararamdaman ko. What the hell? Why do I have a dream like that? What the hell is that? I closed my eyes tightly because I could feel the wetness of my underwear.

Ramdam niya ang namumuong butil ng malalamig na pawis sa kanyang noo at sa bandang philtrum ng kanyang mukha. Maayos ang pakikitungo ng lahat sa kanya sa loob ng Dream Fortress, kabaligtaran lahat sa naririnig niyang ugung-ugong sa labas ang naranasan niya sa loob nito. Daig pa nga niya ang isang sovereign kung pagsilbihan ng mga servant doon nang dumating siya. At sa Dream Fortress lang siya nakakita ng mga prutas na bago sa kanyang mga mata. Natatakam siya sa mga iyon pero hindi naman siya nagpatalo sa katakawan niya. Mahirap na baka ma–Eba rin siya.

Sa lahat ng nabasa niya, iyon lang ang feeling niya na naging impact sa kanya. Iwan ba niya, kahit siya hindi rin makakaintindi sa sarili. Pero simula nang makita niya ang cover photo sa pocketbook at napangalanan si Homer Alejandrino dahil ito ang pangalan ng bidang lalaki sa istorya, naantig ang puso niya nang napaginipan ito. Sa panaginip niya, para itong totoong tao at totoong nakakasama niya. Ang totoo, tatlong beses na siyang nanaginip kasama si Homer. Alam niya naman na ang mga panaginip niya ay likha lang iyon ng subconscious mind niya dahil sa sobrang kakaisip niya sa pangyayari sa kwento na feeling niya siya ang bidang babae doon.

Akala ni Marisse ay makakatulong na siya nang matiwasay, ngunit iba pala ang inaakala niya because as Marisse drifted into a restless slumber, her dreams carried her through a labyrinth of memories and emotions. In the realm of the subconscious, fragments of her past intertwined with the present, creating a tapestry of vivid images and unspoken truths.

The blur guy, the one who had promised to fetch her, materialized amidst the chaos, his presence a beacon of light in the darkness. And just as suddenly as the dream had begun, Genevieve found herself jolting awake, her heart racing with the echoes of emotions that lingered from the dream world. The hazy remnants of the dream clung to her like a faint fragrance, a reminder of the intricate tapestry of her subconscious mind.

Mabilis niyang ipinilig ang ulo at inayos ang kanyang huwisyo. Ang dapat na iniisip niya, kung humihilik ba siyang talaga? Kasi parang hindi naman. But then again, she could never know what she’s doing when she was in deep sleep and dreaming of world peace and other weird things. Dreaming. Last night she dreamed of Zyrone carrying her to bed and putting her to sleep. Napasinghap siyang muli. Parang gusto na niyang manghina o kaya maghukay na ng buhangin sa kinatatayuan niya.

One of them, a little girl, her tiny face scrunched in frustration whenever she couldn’t find the boy she was looking for. Then two names surfaced in my mind. Names I hadn’t thought of in years. Ra-Ra and Nox. I jolted awake when my alarm rang. I groaned, fumbled for the clock, and turned it off. I sat up slowly, rubbing my temples. What was with that dream? The little girl. The boy beside her. Their laughter echoed too clearly, like memories refusing to fade. Yes, they were part of my past. But why now? Why that dream?

Tatlong picture niya iyon na natural lamang, naka-uniform pa siya siguro ay kanina lamang iyon pagkalabas namin ng room. Maganda si Misha, actually she look like a goddess, she have a slim face, a pointed nose, a red lips, and a black eyes. Sheʼs the dream of all boys in our campus. @reignares @clydegwapo, reto kona sayo. Napangisi ako sa naiisip, i will surely make they fall inlove with each other, okay lang naman sakin matagal na akkng naka-moved on kay Clyde.