Dream That Everyone Hates Me Novels & Stories

Time passed by, it was now in the early days of December, in year 2000. A lot had happened, a lot had changed and Chloé's flaming hatred for Lucinda had also changed; It had actually gotten worse, leaving in Chloé's bone marrow the bitter taste of sighting Lucinda, especially, when Lucinda happened to be with Jack. The discriminations, hatred and other inhumane acts displayed by Chloé against Lucinda, was hell itself. It's now certain to Lucinda that Chloé has a passionate hatred against her, reason for so much a dislike, still remains a mystery to Lucinda.

“I promise I won't judge you. I just want to help you. So what happened in the dream?” I took a deep breath, gathering my courage. I knew I had to tell him. “I dreamed that you were in danger,” I said, my voice shaking. “Someone was trying to hurt you, and I couldn't do anything to stop it. I felt so helpless, and I was so afraid for you.” “It was just a dream,” he said, his voice soft and reassuring. “You're safe, and I'm safe. Whatever happened in the dream, it wasn't real.”

____________________ ~ Sometimes I just hate to love you I'm doin' time but I don't mind I'll be just fine Sometimes I just hate to love you I'm doin' time but I don't mind I'll be just fine Sometimes I just hate to love you Oh oh uh oh Oh oh uh oh Oh oh uh oh Oh I'm doin' time It's a real fight But its all right Sometimes I just hate to love you~ Her voice rang in my ear and brought me back from the La La land of my thoughts as she completed the song. I know she is looking at me. I can feel her glare on me.... Her voice held pain, anger, hatred all directed at me..... I looked up when our professor said, "woah that was intense! You so beautifully spoke your emotions with the lyrics! And you

“Oh, I forgot you take your leave for two days?” “People are judgmental, smh” “Oh, shoot. I’ll be alone for two days?” “The nearer your days for America, the pain is unbearable” “I will wish you all the luck” “Hey, people envied you because you are fine and you are so exceptional. I can’t bear to just sit here while I hear some bad things about you. You need to know all of it” “You’re the only person I trust” “Miana, wake up” “Wakey, wakey”

We tried to borrow money from our wealthy neighbors, but all I got were insults and belittlement, so I've changed my attitude toward and treatment of the wealthy ever since. Mom would not have died that day if they had allowed us to borrow money. As I recall what happened to Mom, it's as if thousands of needles pierced my heart again and again. You now understand why I despise Kian. I didn't realize I'd already arrived at my destination. There are lush and tall rows of flowers and plants behind the building. It had a small path that led to the center of the garden, where I sat crying nonstop. Because it is quite large, four people can fit in the middle.

I said as I wipe my non existing tears. "You both are mental!" Usher snickered to us. And we both glared at him . "What?" He asked like his shocked "Shut up! Your also mental!" We three laughed. Well, as I said I do have plan on settle down. But contrary to that, I still not yet found the woman that's right for me. As I can see, women just after my fame, money and bodddy???. Hhahaha.. of course please don't get me wrong people! Peace.. ✌️✌️✌️

I called out as she walked out of the room and shut the door behind her. As soon as she was gone, I stripped out of my night dress and fled into the bathroom. I turned on the shower and I breathed in a deep sigh as the water began running down my body in a soothing manner. My mind was racing as I tried to make sense of that dream I just had, except it wasn't even a dream, it was a nightmare, a horrific one at that, because that is exactly what the real Aaron Hill had become in my life; my worst nightmare.

Just pretend I'm nothing and let me go. I turned to face these two people who had once destroyed everything I had. Right now, they were as insignificant as insects. I took a deep breath. A peaceful smile appeared on my face. "Last night, I thought about a lot of things." My voice was soft, like I was chatting with old friends. "Hatred is exhausting. Living with all this rage every day, I feel like a walking corpse. Kyle wouldn't want his mother to become a monster." Julian and Linda's heads snapped up. Enormous joy and hope flooded their eyes.

he grunted and plunged out, then in again, harder, causing me to gasp and open my eyes. Opening my eyes, I realized there was no one in my room. It was morning, and the sun was already out. Inhaling deeply, I sat on my bed and glanced around my room, realizing there was no one there. Then it hit me—I had just had another wet dream of him. This wasn’t the first, but it felt like the realest. Moving my hand under the blanket, I traced my fingers over my pussy and realized I was wet. “Fuck!” I groaned and fell back on the bed. Another night of dreaming of a man I was supposed to hate. I was supposed to hate him, not have sex dreams about him.

Tremors of humiliation coursed through me, and with trembling hands, I slid off the bed, clutching one of his pillows. Curling up by the foot of his bed, tears blurred my sight and streamed down my cheeks. The icy touch of the floor penetrated deep into my very being, a brutal reminder of my lowly status in this unforgiving world. It felt as if my heart was being torn apart, shattered into countless fragments, each one resonating with a potent self-disgust that consumed me. Why does everyone hate me? Was it how I look? Is there something about me that makes people so disgusted when they see me? How would I achieve my goal of making the prince fall for me when he already hates me? I’m of fles