Dream Someone Crying Novels & Stories

my voice choked up in a cry. His body was cold and he didn’t make any attempt to reply to me. “ Please somebody... tell my mate that he is hurting me....he is breaking my heart “ I sobbed. I could hear the sound of people crying around me.... “ it hurt !! My heart hurt so badly “ I sobbed. “ Please wake me up from this nightmare.... I can’t take the pain anymore.... somebody tell me I’m in a dream....Leo...” I cried “Leo....my love please “

A horrible dream scared her. She put her hands on her mouth and cried helplessly. She had been dreaming of a terrifying event that had happened to her in the past, and the dream had felt so real that she had woken up in a state of panic. The fear and shock of the dream had caused her to scream and become covered in sweat. She was alone in this cruel world, alone. No one cared for her. She felt isolated and unheard, like no one could possibly understand the pain and despair she was feeling. She had nowhere to turn, no one to turn to, and felt like she had nowhere to go.

With tears streaming down her face, Melissa pleaded with her babies, promising to protect them and keep them safe. But as she reached out to touch them, they began to fade away, their cries fading with them. In an instant, they were gone, leaving Melissa alone and filled with a sense of loss and emptiness. Melissa's eyes flew open, her body drenched in a cold sweat. She gasped for air, her heart pounding in her chest. It took a moment for her to realize that it was just a dream, but the emotions it stirred within her were all too real.

I said as I rose to my feet, Vincenzo draping his coat around me. I then glared at Marco and continued, "Do you know that your mother was just about to kill me? Do you know that if Vincenzo hadn't arrived, I would be at the bottom of the Sanguine River right now? You don't. You're clueless about everything. You only care about Fiora, your 'last time,' and how hard everything is for you." Marco's eyes welled up with tears. "I'm sorry, Lina. I—"

While inside the elevator, Dream spoke up, "I live with my parents who are in pretty bad terms and—my father takes out his frustration and anger on me most times, so—" She broke into tears, she didn't know why she was telling the stranger she just met today of her parents, she had never told anyone else. "I'm so sorry about that," Erica apologised and hugged the crying Dream, patting her back. She felt so bad for her, she was really going through alot. "Thanks," Dream sniffed, wiping off tears from her face and quickly braced herself up. She felt little bit embarrassed that she had cried In front of her junior.

he said to himself emotionally. He lay down and closed his eyes. A bad dream entered his mind. He saw Alpha Sauro's merciless killing of Alpha Dior. He saw that Alpha Dior was lifeless. The man he loved was lifeless. He screamed and woke up. Sweating and panting. His knees were shaking and his chest was heaving. He cried while thinking about that dream. It was a bad vision. He took a deep breath and couldn't stop himself from crying. He cried a lot at that time.

What was that? I raised my hand to my eyes and wiped. I pulled it away and looked. Water. Tears I was crying. I was crying in my sleep because of a dream. Vampires never dreamt and even I the dream walker have never been in a dream I couldn't control myself in. Had I slipped into Christopher's dream without realizing it? I closed my eyes and searched his consciousness and he wasn't dreaming. All his dreams for the night and been weird awkward things. Just regular dreams.

What could have happened to cause him to have this type of dream. His eyes finally fly open as he gasped for air. I grab his face holding it in both of my hands as his eyes finally land on mine. His body still trembling as tears still stream down his face. I wipe his tears away with my thumbs and watch as he breaks down crying. I lean forward wrapping my arms around him as I pull his face into my neck while burying my face in his neck. I feel his body shake as he cries, I feel my own tears run down my face as I cry. I cry with him, I cry for him.

Thirty three years later. 1st January 2023 "Catty, please open your eyes! Catty you're not dead! Please, I'm sorry. I'm sorry! Catttyyyyyy!" My eyes shot open. Once again I'm having those terrible nightmares. "What's wrong with these dreams?" I say to myself, rubbing my eyes. Why are my cheeks wet? I wipe the tears from my eyes. "I've been crying?" Weird. It's not just today. Almost every week, such nightmares come haunting me. And then there's this specific name that I keep hearing.

"Don't kill me please" a voice pleads in the dark panting heavily. "Hahaha, today marks your end in this world" a great cold voice thundered and lightning flashed. "Please, please, don't... Noo" the first voice screamed and jerked open his eyes realizing it was all a dream. He kept breathing heavily as tears cascaded down his cheeks. He was still sobbing when ominous music started playing in the background making him shiver. He closed his eyes and bent his face in between his knees as sobs racked his throat.