Dreaming Of Sunshine Novels & Stories

I said, sounding frantic, and he looked at me, confused. "In my visions, there is no sunlight. The sun is not in the sky. Instead, there is a moon but not the one we see at night. This moon is different. It is creepy looking. It has dark vines wrapped around it. The lands are desolate, and that is because there is a lack of sunlight. People and creatures are at war. There is death, destruction and disease everywhere. " I said and then looked at him, remembering his part. I did not know how to tell him, but I knew I had to because he needed to know.

"You are my sunshine My only sunshine You make me happy When skies are gray You'll never know, dear How much I love you Please don't take My sunshine away ~~ ~~ The other night, dear As I lay sleeping I dreamed I held you In my arms When I awoke, dear I was mistaken So I hung my head and I cried ~~ You are my sunshine My only sunshine You make me happy When skies are gray You'll never know, dear How much I love you Please don't take My sunshine away" (Credits to the rightful owner of this song. No infringement intended.) I closed my eyes and imagined her singing that song to me again. Nathalie has the habit of singing a song to me while we sleep. She told me she does that to Nathan whenever

BACK TO PRESENT Emmanuella finally left me to my own peace and once she left I decided to see if I could get a well deserving rest before someone comes up. I was so lost in thought even though I was fast asleep at the same time that I didn't notice someone tapping me or should I say, I was dreaming that I didn't notice. "My love,my love, why are you sleeping? Wake up" I repeatedly felt someone calling out to me but I didn't budge not until the tapping got worst that I woke up to see a tall fair skinned boy standing beside me with a high afro hair cut. His hands raised up probably getting ready to tap me again.

Nora's POV My dreams were anything but peaceful, so I was grateful when I finally woke up. The morning sunlight flooded the room with a gentle glow. The warmth held the promise of a beautiful day. The golden rays streamed through the curtains of my window, creating a dance of light and shadow on the walls. It was a beautiful scene, one that should have filled me with joy and anticipation, but an unexplainable sense of foreboding clung to the edges of my consciousness.

What if her dream wasn’t really a dream? She bolted upright, her heart pounding as her thoughts raced. For a moment, she feared the worst—that the nightmares and shadows she had faced in her sleep could transcend into reality. But as she scanned the room, sunlight streamed in through the curtains and illuminated the space with a soft golden hue. The familiar sounds of clinking dishes drifted in from the kitchen, pulling her back to the present.

As I settle into bed, closing my eyes against the weary world outside, I let the warmth of the whiskey seep into my veins, let it carry me away to a place where there are no problems, no secrets, no battles to be won. I dream of Brielle, her smile like sunshine, her laughter like a symphony. I dream of a life with her, a life of peace and quiet, a life where we can just be. My eyes flutter open, and her face swims into focus, set against the vibrant colors of the sunrise. Her hair appears to be in a constant state of transformation, shifting from a sleek, chin-length shape to flowing locks, leaving me disoriented. I blink, struggling to separate reality from fantasy.

Her mother kissed Sira's forehead and whispered, "Sleep well, sweetheart. Sweet dreams." Sira fell asleep with a smile on her face, and this time, the dreams that came were not nightmares. She dreamed of playing in a garden full of sunshine, blooming flowers, and high-flying swings. The man in the black robe was no longer there, replaced by a sense of security and happiness that she created herself.

"I brought breakfast." Sun Mi smiled, she was grateful for the distraction. "Thanks, Jerry. You're a lifesaver." As Jerry started setting the table, he noticed that Sun Mi looked a bit off. "Hey, is everything okay?" he asked, concern marred on his face. "You look like you've lost your last marble." Sun Mi sighed, rubbing her temples. "I don't know, Jerry. I just can't shake off these weird dreams I've been having. And the weirdest part is, I can only see my own face. Everyone else is a blur."

I shut my eyes, surprisingly with a smile on my face I slowly drifted into Dreamland. *********** I woke up, feeling the heat of the sun on my face. The sunglight slightly bath my skin, and I wiggled against the sheets. Every part of my body screams for me not to move, I blinked again the light and tried to work through the fog in my mind.

I didn’t bother with an umbrella; it was a bit hot, but I felt lighter than I had in years. Even the darkest places eventually see the light.