Dreams Of Freedom Book Novels & Stories

I could hardly hear the crowd anymore past the thunder of my heart in my ears. Freedom. Freedom was what bound me and Ava together in the first place. All the dreams we had of freedom. All our late night talks, and how we would eavesdrop on the aunts when we heard words of freedom that snagged our interest. We waited and listened, desperate for the words to hit our ears. Words of a coupe. Words of an uprising in human kind. Words of a societal turnover. We were so sure that one day, humans would rise up. That we would demand more as a society. That we would demand equality and freedom, and we would win those things. And human slavery would be abolished, and Ava and I could run hand-in-hand t

She silently watches him go and lets out a sigh of relief when he gets out. Running through the night streets of New York with a broad smile on his face, he hasn’t felt this happy in a while. Daniel finally feels alive and free, just talking to her gave him such perks that he never imagined he would ever get. The smile his face wears is unimaginably big; he can’t describe the emotions that are coursing through his body right now.

It was a crocodile cry, as the term goes, lol! I felt so relieved when I was finally free. I was finally breathing, I was alive again, after eight years of misery. I was startled awake from my slumber, gasping and sweating and blinking my eyes. I remembered the dream I had. What was the significance of that dream? I was perplexed, then reality hit me like a hot iron rod Neil hadn't yet left. There were still a few weeks till his departure, and there were still a few weeks until my freedom.

She answered. “How come you don’t have a choice?” I asked her. “Mom got me into a scholarship there since she knew it’s my long-time dream to be in Paris.” She answered. “Where’s the Jaiden spirit?” Connor asked. “Think of it this way.” Connor said. “Remember the times you told us about how you dreamed of waking up there, finding your lover there, etc.” He added. “Take it as an opportunity.” “Connor’s right.” I agreed. “Who knows when you will achieve that dream.” I said. “Always remember that we’re here for you.”

We just try to keep moving along, hoping our next big mistake won’t destroy whatever little bit we still have left. But dreams have a different kind of meaning to humans. They mean a lot, and are deeply personal to those involved. Dreams mean freedom; they give you a glimpse of the future and the truth. A dream can reveal a possibility of what might be. The dreamer is able to see the future with clarity, but it’s far less clear than what the actual event actually looks like. And that’s why, even though he tried hard to avoid dreaming as much as possible, sometimes, he found himself dreaming about the same exact thing over and over again. Sometimes, he couldn’t help himself. Sometimes, there

I woke up panting, with sweat all over my body. I had dreamed of that wolf again, my wolf. I hated dreaming about my freedom only to wake up yet again in captivity. Angrily, I picked the pillow underneath my head and tossed it on the wall. That stupid wolf had tried to convince me yet again to give up my freedom for no reason. I wished I could stop dreaming about her. No matter how much they tried to convince me otherwise, I wouldn’t believe she was real. Even if she was, she probably didn’t belong to me and was just a projection to make sure I stuck to their path.

“You wanna know what we call it?” I didn’t respond. More like I couldn’t. What they injected to me didn’t just calm me down. It wouldn’t even make me move. I could barely open my mouth nor speak. It shut Jia down. ”We call it The Freedom. You know why?” He walked in front of me. I watched as his eyes sparkled. Thinking of the things that are in their plans to be made. ”It will allow us to be free from the injustices of this kingdom. To be free to do what we want without having to follow or bow down to anyone. We are going to be much stronger, quicker and powerful than that puny boy king of Vamos.”

" I looked at my mother deeply. I always thought she only cared about the company and had left me to fend for myself in my last life. That was why my twisted love for Flora had made me jump into her arms like a moth to a flame. I see now that I was mistaken. She did love me, and she loved me a lot. In that case, I no longer had to throw myself and my goals away for the sake of so-called love. I gently said, "Don't worry, Mom." When I got home, I started packing for my studies overseas. I didn't expect Flora to barge in without knocking, carrying my favorite snacks in her hands.

I'd sold the house, and now, with my mother healthy again, we were heading overseas to start anew. Leaving wasn't an escape—it was the beginning of my freedom.

Tessa took his hand and pulled him down the hall. As he entered the room, he looked at Jennah and Dom and couldn’t help think that this scene started because of a dream. A note from Jacqueline Paige: I hope you enjoyed reading Dreams as much as I enjoyed writing it! My website is jacquelinepaige (dot) com; I love feedback.