Dream Someone Crying Novels & Stories

Vega screamed even louder, only to wake up from a nightmare. She breathed heavily, and her heart raced badly. It was just a dream, she thought, but the dream seemed so real. Suddenly, she felt something on her eyes, and when she placed her hands on it, she was shocked to find out it was tears. Did she cry for real? "oh no." This wasn't to be taken lightly, this was her first time dreaming about something so dreadful that she cried into reality. "Jackie?" She mind linked her wolf immediately. Her wolf responded just as quickly.

” He scolded and she forced a smile and stepped down from the bed with a nod, going to the water dispenser in the room to have a drink. As she filled her cup, her mind went back to the dream she just had. The last thing anyone wants to see is a dead loved one in a dream and when that person is crying at that. Lilian felt goosebumps wash her skin when she remembered how tearful Leah looked in the dream. She was crying bitterly but no matter how much she opened her lips to say a word, nothing could come out of it. She was just standing there crying and moving her lips.

Her cries ceased just as the bugs crawled away from her body leaving just bones behind. I screamed and ran and ran until I got home, slamming the door shut and locking it. I slid down to the floor and did what I've been doing for three months now. I cried. *sorry for your loss*

Placing one elbow on railing she directly look up at moon. It's her almost daily routine . Whenever she sleep early this happen she wake up at mid night hyperventilating because of those nightmares. Her biggest fear of life. She never tell this to anyone not lilly not even her mom know. Why? She had not idea. Whatever she is seeing is just out of her head. The persons, that screams, and that golden brown eyes. Even the thought of it bought goosebumps on her body. Who are they she don't know?

In the dream, one minute, they were before me, trying to draw me closer, and the next, they were gone, leaving me all alone like they did when they left the world. Oh no! I think as I subconsciously move my hand to my face and I realize that it's moist. And it's not from the water that was poured on me. I'm crying again. It's terrifying, so terrifying that I feel it was real. That can only mean that I'm missing them so much, even though they died many years ago. I don't know why I'm missing them, because even though nobody has ever made me feel good about myself in this pack, I'm always too busy with chores to even think about them.

So she immediately hurried away and left my room. I was smeared on my face. And I noticed that my cheek was getting wet. "Did I really cry? Shocks! It's just a dream! Then I cried?" I immediately felt my pillow and there I realized that my pillow was very wet. I also cried a lot earlier in my dream? Why am I crying? I can't remember the reason why I cried earlier in my dream. What are my dream and I feel like I am hurting too much? Impossible maybe that was just a simple dream! Ah! Maybe in my dream, I won the lottery! So I just cried for fun!

“Ummh..” Dannie squirmed weakly before slowly opening his heavy eyes which was immediately followed by a headache that made him wince. From his eyes that felt sticky, it looked like he was crying again in his dream. Since the death of his family, Dannie has never slept well again. Every time he fell asleep, he always had nightmares that made him very scared. A dream where he returns to the moment of his family's funeral. Or the moments when he saw their corpses that were lying stiff. These dreams not only scared him, but also made him felt very hopeless, tired and helpless.

"My poor baby… You've been through so much…" For as long as I could remember, I'd have dreams like this every time I got bullied in the orphanage. The person crying in my dreams was probably my mother, so heartbroken by my suffering that she'd shed tears for me.

I was still worried that it was almost dawn when I fell asleep. And maybe the more I think about it, the worse my dream turns out to be. In my dream, Miss Nenita was crying heavily, and my parents seemed to be disappearing from my sight. "Miss Sage! Miss Sage!" I heard her calling me along with her cry, and that made me open my eyes. But I almost became depressed after realizing that Miss Nenita's crying was not a dream because her tears were literally pouring out. She held my arm tightly while one of her hands was on her chest as if she was feeling pain.

America nods, “I woke up feeling all sad and I don’t know why I was crying in the first place. When I woke up I found Diana and there was so much sad emotions inside me coming from nowhere.” Her eyes travelled down to her hands which were placed over her thighs, “I think it was because of my dream and it felt so real. It felt…. It felt like it will happen. I was so scared.” I dropped to my knees and knelt down in front of her with one knee, “What did you dream about?”