Dream Walk In Closet Novels & Stories

I can't even smell his scent at the moment. Okay now I’m actually worried. I try to mind link him but I’m met with a dead end. Like I’m trying to reach something that isn’t there. I walk in our closet and notice there are not even half of our clothes. Weird. I put on a t-shirt and sweatpants. I open our suite door and walk towards the stairs.

When I finally heard the click of the door was when I realized that it was really happening and there was a high possibility that I wasn't dreaming. My legs finally moved and I finally took the cue to explore every inch of the room. I headed towards the wardrobe. They were filled up with a change of clothes. All the same dresses but a win was a win and I no longer have to wear one gown for weeks. The idea of it seemed surreal.

I woke with a start drenched in sweat. "What in the hell was that?" I said to myself. I have had the dream about my parents more times than I could count and never once was it that detailed and never once did I remember the intruders speaking. I always wondered how I ended up moving from the closet to my bed and sleeping after witnessing what I had witnessed. Was this an actual memory? And if so why now and what the actual fuck! They were there to take me? What for? I have no idea if this was real or if was my subconsciences way of filling in a gap thats been there festering for the last fours years, but I dreamt what I dreamt and it felt real like all the other times I have that dream. Diff

She opened one door, only to find a walk-in closet that took her breath away. The closet was a dream come true, filled with an array of clothes that seemed to shimmer under the soft lighting. Designer dresses hung neatly on hangers, their fabrics luxurious and vibrant. Shoes lined the shelves, each pair more stunning than the last, and jewelry sparkled in glass cases, waiting to be worn. Everything was in her size, as if it had been tailored just for her. “What is happening?” she whispered to herself, her heart racing. Was she really in a dream? Just as she was about to step further into the closet, she heard a soft voice behind her. “Ma’am, your bath is ready.”

Please be the existing door, please…. I turned the knob open and to my disappointment, it wasn’t the exit door but it was through a room, in other words, a closet. I have never seen a real closet before, I have only seen it in movies. And to be honest, I have never in my life seen this many clothes before, it was so nice. I have always dreamt of having a closet of my own. I walked into the closet completely forgetting my aim to get out of the house.

I put my hand in his and we were transported to a dark closet. “Dew, how did you do that?”, I ask him in disbelief because I must have hit my head and in some weird state dream of a comma. Yes this was just a dream and I would wake up soon and be back to my normal self. The look in D’s eyes is mixed with understanding but also something else that makes me feel like everything was in fact never going to be the same again.

Together we walked through the exit and reached the car. I sat with him in the car and rested my head back. I knew he wasn't going to leave me so soon, but I have to act wisely. In the meanwhile, I closed my eyes, and this dream, I can't just leave it past me. It isn't just a dream, I've sleep paralysis and I always see this dream. I was sweaty and feeling suffocated in the closet. I looked from the half-opened door of the closet and saw him coming into the room. I gulped in fear, I shouldn't have been here. My palms were all sweaty and my skin covered in goosebumps.

I think to myself. I collapse on my bed, taking a deep sigh. My body starts to relax because of the exhaustion, and my mind seems to be shutting down from the effort of thinking incessantly. And before I know it, I’m already falling into a deep sleep filled with very vivid dreams. This time, I’m back in the closet with Alice. She’s wearing that sheer gold dress, and we’re pressed against each other. I know perfectly that it’s a dream, but the desire instantly kicks in, and I let the dream version of myself do what I wanted to do earlier.

I was panting as I woke up. I took a glance on my on my phone to check the time. 2:54 AM. I blew a loud breath and let myself calm for a moment. That was the weirdest dream I have ever had in my entire life. In my dreams, I could see myself walking in a place that I couldn’t recognize. The room was just in all white color, no objects nor anything around. Then, when I found the edge of the room, when I looked down, it was a black hole. I don’t how deep it was, but it was really scary. Someone’s inside me whispered that I should jump, therefore I jumped. Then I woke up.

Another passionate kiss was exchanged as Kris lifted the dress, lowered to one knee, and slipped underneath. A quick gasp erruped and.... Beep. Beep. Beep. The alarm sounded, waking Elena from her dream. Panting for air, she looked around frantically, legs splayed under the sheets. No one was there. The room was dark and empty, but the smell of sex still lingered in her nostrils. She grabbed the nearest pillow and screamed in it, frustration and longing releasing itself from her chest.