Dreaming Freedom Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Due to such a vivid flashback, Sammy is sweating profusely, breathing heavily, and feels as if someone is bouncing a basketball off of her chest with how hard her heart is beating. Sammy unknowingly says out loud while trying to catch her breath. "Wha-what the hell is going on? How can a dream feel so, so real? And... And, why do I keep having these daydreams?" Sammy takes a quick look at her phone to see it's now 9:29 a.m., "Oh crap," Sammy mutters. While already sweaty, she begins to sprint towards the back door of Thompson's to make it in just in time.

We cannot fight back in this state. She was right. I was having to fight to keep my eyes open and my head up. I needed to sleep, just for a little while, so that I could figure out my next move. So, I slept and dreamed of how once I was free, I would destroy all those who dared to harm my family. *** I woke up to the sounds of footsteps approaching me. I don’t know how long I had been asleep, but I feel like it hadn’t been very long. I was still exhausted, and being restricted in the chair had begun to make my hands and feet go painfully numb.

The chapter of the captive is closed. The chapter of the mother-strategist is open. And it will not end until I am free. Or until I am dead. The End

The fear of the unknown clashed with her determination to break free from the chains that had bound her for so long. With a final glance at the room that had been a prison, she pushed the door open and stepped out into the world, ready to reclaim her life and her freedom. - She stood on the side of the road, her heart racing as she waited for a taxi. The night was dark, and the streetlights flickered above her like distant stars. Just as she began to lose hope, a white car pulled up right in front of her, its engine humming softly. The window slid down, revealing Daniel’s familiar face. His complexion was a strange mix of red and white, as if he had just stepped out of a nightmare. "Come in.

Fated to the Alpha Demon (Collision of two different worlds) Chapter thirty Ava POV This is the best dream I have ever had in my life, I have never sleep this good and dang it comes with a sudden happiness I have no idea where it comes from. I dreamt about me getting the free life I have always wanted, sadly without my mom and my dad, but I got the chance to be free and have real funs without me locked in my bedroom and forbid to see the sun.

The Wrong Vow, My Perfect Match Chapter 121: The Question Beneath Reality The second page turned. Slowly. Deliberately. As though the book itself understood the weight of what came next. No one spoke. Not Arthur. Not Naomi. Not Gabriel. Even the man in black remained silent. Because the first page had changed everything. The Dreamer had not been trapped. She had not been erased. She had not been sacrificed. She had chosen. And somehow that truth felt far more frightening than any prison.

The next day, I opened my old laptop that he had retrieved for me. It was dusty. Battery barely held a charge. But I opened a blank document and wrote one line. My name is Sarah. Then I wrote the next. And I’m still here, and I finally had some peace. Freedom isn’t a door you break down one day and never look back. It’s a thousand tiny choices. To wake up. To walk. To speak. To love. To trust again. And today, I chose all of it.

⸻ The unfinished world transformed. ⸻ No longer a destination. ⸻ No longer a paradise. ⸻ A living reality. ⸻ A reality allowed to change. ⸻ Allowed to grow. ⸻ Allowed to fail. ⸻ Allowed to heal. ⸻ Allowed to choose. ⸻ The exact thing everyone had been fighting for. ⸻ Freedom. ❤️ ⸻ 🌙 The Dreamer’s Farewell The Dreamer looked at the newborn sky.

She thought: this is where I am. She thought: this is where I will keep being. She thought: good. She breathed. She went to sleep. The morning came. End of Chapter Forty-Two.

Even though things are difficult and take some getting used to, I would rather live this life than not have your own identity. I look in the mirror with my mid-length haircut, sporting a huge nerdy glasses with an old dress to pair with. I can step outside my apartment and take deep breaths of fresh air. The other smell was freedom, or so I thought. ---Flashback ends--- ========================== Hello my awesome Readers Please go back to chapter 1-3 before you read the next chapter! Thank you and love you!