Dream Sad Novels & Stories

With that thought, Senna’s heart shattered. Tears are now racing down her face. She felt trapped and hopeless. Senna had dreamed that one day she will die, a little more terrible death than the other. She saw herself falling and being sucked to the ground. Maybe this was Her death. She just failed to see that her dream would happen this soon.

The sense of dread she had been experiencing was easing. Am I starting to accept that he isn’t coming back? That thought sent daggers stabbing at her heart. Gaia caught her breath and clutched her chest. After a moment, the sensation subsided. What the fuck was that? Is the stress of it all giving me a damn heart attack? Gaia wanted to cry, but she was so tired of crying. She didn’t want to hurt anymore. She wanted happiness that lasted more than a few minutes at a time. Gaia prayed one day she’d find that kind of happiness again.

I got a lot of mails and on my side table are goods from friends who hope me to get well and from enemies who hope me to die. I hope I simply die, I run out of reason to live anyway. For the last time, I fail to find my sister, I ask people if any lady of her age appear here. Just in case she saw me in the news and got a heart to pay me a visit. Maybe she hates me or she’s no longer here… I hope she’s still alive though she can’t remember me.

My hands are shaking as I held a blade over my pulse. My palms are sweaty and cold, tears stream from my eyes as the past events in my life unfold before me. I watch my life rewind with an emotionless stare as all I feel now is that I am so lost. Hopeless. Sad. Alone.

I don't feel sad or happy, I feel empty. I took out my phone in my pocket and dial a number. It was picked up on the fifth ring. “Babe, where are you?” I asked just as a familiar truck zoomed past my hiding spot. My eyes turned into slits, chasing the back of the truck with my eyes. “Luna, I can't come to you right now. Something came up.” his voice was crisp and clear even with the wind blowing in the background. “But you promised,” I whined, putting as much emotion in my voice as necessary.

I said " Thank you, Dee, thank you for helping me. I'll end now this call" she said and ended the call. Dilan played a sad song that caused me to have teary eyes " Hey, are you okay?" He said and sat next to me " yes I am fine, I was just carried away by the caller, I feel so sad for her, you baby what will you do if I died instantly?" I suddenly asked him " Me.. hmmm I don't know, and I'm sure that won't happen right," he said and pinched my cheek

Let them praise you, ruin you, and worship you exactly the way you crave. CHAPTER one: ••• “Dad, you can’t possibly be serious right now! Please tell me this is a lie,” Sadie cried into her phone, her eyes watery with unshed tears. She felt like she could barely breathe and was numb all over; she hoped this was all a dream. Her hands were almost pale white, clinging to the grimy three-year-old phone in a tight grip. She was barely making enough to replace the cracked screen after it had met with horrid accidents ever since she began fending for herself with part-time jobs.

My eyes bloodshot red, tears streaming down without stopping. "You are not angry, you are just sad. And I want you to suffer. If you die you will get what you want 'peace' and I don't want that to happen. You know what is scarier than death? It's life! " I couldn't stand him anymore. I rapidly took steps backwards and started to run out of the room.

Fragile-looking. But you don’t get cracks like that without surviving the drop. I used to think I could ignore it. Keep things cold. Simple. But watching her now—shaking, shrinking, swallowing her pain like it was a personal defect— I hated myself for letting her sleep on that damn couch. SADIE’S POV My breath caught as memories of the dream bled into reality—his voice, his hands, his lips—whispering things that never truly happened. Or maybe they almost did.

The pain of his loss was overwhelming, shattering his sense of self as he watched the fruits of years of hard work go up in flames. Jasmine's eyebrows knitted together in sorrow as she watched him go quiet. His face turned into a grey mask, his eyes becoming like grey orbs. A wave of dread and sorrow washed over her, her heart thundering in her chest. She sensed a looming sadness in him, her heart sinking as she faced the impending doom. Her breath caught in her throat, a wave of sorrow gripping her in its icy hold.