Dreaming Of Coughing Up Blood Mga Nobela at Kwento

I think I have to get some rest. I breathed in and out, but still, it was giving me a severe headache. I gathered all my strength and went to grab a glass of water. I drank it slowly, but then my hand was shaking. I started to feel uneasy and went back to sit on the sofa, but then I didn’t expect the next thing to happen. I suddenly coughed; I thought it was just a normal cough, but when I looked into my hands, I saw blood. It made me suddenly sit on the sofa, and I already knew what was going on.

He suddenly coughed out blood, splashing it on my face, and fear gripped me as I wondered what could be wrong with him to act in that manner. My heart started beating fast as I thought of the worst thing that could happen to him. Was he having a heart attack? On the verge of dying? A torrent of thoughts raced through my mind as I gazed at him. "Cody!" He coughed out blood again, yet his eyes remained shut. "Cody..." Anxiety surged within me, fearing his critical condition. I pressed the red button beside his bed.

Their screams turned into wail, the knife fell……then blackness. I woke up coughing and choking, I could almost smell the smoke. The same dream, the same fire almost every night. My sheets were all twisted around my legs, wet with sweat. I was breathing hard, like I had been running. For a second I thought I saw fire on the walls, but it was just the sun coming through the curtains.

A moment later, he was coughing up black blood, looking at me with pain in his eyes, confused and surprised like I was the last person he expected to betray him. **** I woke up with gasp, sweating, and panicking. Landon’s dark eyes moved towards me, concerned as he was awoken by my sudden movement. “Are you okay?” He asked but I couldn’t answer. I couldn’t find my voice yet. I kept seeing him coughing up blood and felr my heart tightening in pain. “It’s okay. You’re safe. It was only a dream.” He coaxed me back to sleep, holding me in his arms and this time whe I fell asleep again, it was dreamless.

I took a sip in a hurry, coughing profusely afterward. "Relax." She said, patting my back. I nodded, covering my mouth while still coughing. "Yo! Don't cough out your lungs." She whispered. I couldn't hold it. Something was wrong and I had no idea what. I opened my palm to see a stain of blood. This has never happened before. What went wrong? "Is that blood?" Daven asked, grabbing my palm. I nodded, wiping it off. "Has that happened before?" She asked again, clearly worried and shocked.

All he does is groan and wheeze. I rise to my feet and try to touch him, but my hand passes right through him. That's when it hits me. This is a dream. ".... thirsty," he suddenly wheezes, and I look around, hoping that someone will come to his aid. "I'm so thirsty," he gasps. This time, he lifts his head, and my heart drops. His left eye is swollen shut, and his entire face is a bloody mess. He coughs up thick red blood. But he's too weak to spit it out. Instead, it just slides down his chin and splatters on the ground.

When I look into the mirror I see five of myself, all looking pale. Is it the wine? My fears are confirmed when I cough blood into the pristine sink. The red hue moves slowly down the drain as I start to fall. It has never been this painful before. I try to hold on tighter but my hand is slipping, my breath becoming heavier. “Drew…” I try to scream, but my body meets the floor before I can make a sound. The beeping of machines is like a distant song that’s all too familiar. It draws me out from an otherwise dreamless sleep which feels good for a change.

Another cough tore out of me, blood gushing this time. My vision blurred. Then everything tilted, and I collapsed onto the dirt, face-first, chest heaving, blood pooling beneath me.

I'm hoping the heater kicks on soon. I grab my panties and pull them on quickly, then grab a sleep shirt and throw it over my head. It's a slow process, but finally I'm ready for sleep. I pull back my less than soft sheets and pull them up to my chin. Dreams of Colt and our kiss meet me the second my head touches my pillow. I wake up coughing my lungs out. It's almost like the oxygen has been ripped from my body. It's thick and has a dark taste making me want to vomit.

I told her and was going to my room When I suddenly stop because my chest was suddenly aching and the I cough up blood. “Hey wai-" She look at me in a surprise face. “Why are you coughing up blood now? We need to go to doctor tomorrow. She need to know what disease you have. I don’t w to caught that diseases from you “ She say and then go back to her room