Novel & Cerita Dreams Face After Gumball

Allan woke up with sweat all over his forehead. Why that dream again? It was the first question that came in his mind just as his eyes snapped open. And to his astonishment the person he dreamt of was there. Besides his sick bed. Her beautiful face was smiling through tears at him. He frowned slightly and his heart aches for her.Its like she won't give up. He thought.

His face is as blank like an empty drawing paper. "Please don't do this" I suddenly beg but silence follows. "Am sorry" his voice comes out low. And with that, the car starts moving so fast until it collides into a big tree, me falling unto the steering wheel and slowly loosing my life. •• I wake up sweating and panting, like I just ran a 400m hundle. My hands are shaking uncontrollably. I sit up on my bed and turn on the bed side lamp. This is not the first time am having a very weird dream about faceless people, but this seems to be even scarier. Was this even a dream or is it just my memory playing tricks on me. I refused to believe it's real, that it's just a nightmare but my mind tells

Not hesitating, I take it and bring its straw to my lips so I can take a few long gulps until the itching in my throat has stopped. “Thanks,” I rasp, feeling a wave of relief that the breathing tube is no longer there. “I appre…” I don’t finish my words as I take in the one who handed me the drink and feel a wave of relief slam into me. “Hey,” Gabby smiles as I just stare at her. “Good morning.” For a moment, I don’t speak; I just simply stare, wondering if what I was seeing was real or a figment of my imagination given the situation before I was knocked out.

Am sad about not seeing Thabiso throughout the holiday period, talking about him, I have been having weird dreams about him, and in the dream, I see a clay pot placed under a bed with black liquid inside. When I look closely, I see his face in the pot but it has two sides, one of an animal and one of his normal face. I don’t know what it means yet but I feel like talking to him about it but then again, how do I initiate contact him with him when he never contacted or visited me throughout the holidays? Then there is another dream that I have been having.

How could I miss someone so badly who didn't truly exist? "You awake?" Gabe's voice came from outside the bedroom door. "I made breakfast. I'm sure you worked up quite an appetite." I heard him chuckle and wondered if he knew I had just ejaculated all over his bed. "Starving!" I yelled, throwing my legs over the side. I didn't care either way. He was a guy and knew sometimes we get a little too worked up. As long as he didn't know who I was having sex dreams about, it would be fine.

The alarm went off playing a sweet melody of paparazzi by lady Gaga waking up the sleeping beauty on the bed. But sadly she was already awake sketching something in her art book from her dream. She had been having the same dream repeatedly each night, about a man in a green clock being stabbed in the spine by a yellowish glowing knife that seemed to suck the life out of him. No matter how she tried to save him he always ended up dying and her in the arms of a faceless stranger.

Despite how hard I tried, however, I couldn't do anything else. In the end, I turned to the next best thing; my coke. After sniffing a handful, I finally felt better and retired early for the night. I saw a beautiful face. The same black-haired beauty. She smiled happily at me and we both seemed to be in love. I opened my arms wide and she ran towards me. Before she could get to where I was, however, she fell into a pit. I could hear her screaming and asking for my help. I opened my eyes and sat up immediately. It was just a dream but why did it seem so real? Why did I keep seeing this girl's face?

Gabby was in her room dreaming while smiling in her sleep, but suddenly she started crying and sweating, she opened her eyes still crying as she sat up o the bed. It was already morning, she looked at the time and it was six in the morning. She wipes off the tears in her eyes. "I need to stop this, I need to stop seeing you in my dreams." She said softly. "I shouldn't have met you, I shouldn't have." She covered her eyes crying. "This is so painful...when will you stop? If you would make me happy do, stop hurting me, please." "How did I become so pitiful even in my dreams." Gabby Soliloquize. This was not how she planned things, she has always been strong but meeting that one person seems

After that incident, go on with our lives, living in a cave near the human city and working in a fast-food restaurant. In my dream, two charming faces appear, handsome and all. Their warm smiles beckon me closer as the glint in their eyes hints at an enticing promise too good to be true. With a jolt, I awaken and cautiously open my eyes to gaze upward. It takes me a few seconds to discern my surroundings. As I glance beside me, Xanna is tossing and turning in an agitated slumber. And I wonder if she had the same dream…

W-What the hell! I nervously opened my eyes and it dawned on me. I was right. The bomb has dropped. It wasn't either of them. SO WHAT IN THE WORLD IS THIS YUMMY EYE CANDY DOING IN MY ROOM?! AND SLEEPING IN MY BED?! I flinched and as fast as lightning, I jumped out of the bed and punched the guy's face, hard. I don't care how handsome he is or how well-developed and muscular his abs are showing. Gosh, am I even dreaming right now? Did somehow a hallucination pill get into my body? Am I in a VA system?!