Dreams Of Home Novels & Stories

"Serena" He called again wanting to be sure that this wasn't one of those dreams he woke up with screams and sweats all over his body seeing her not moving or answering his calls, seeing her with those puff eyes with tears in it he just wants to console her even if it's a dream he wouldn't want to see her in tears not now and never. He began to move wanting to stand up so he could reach out to Serena. "Fuck this hospital and it's equipment"

she whispered quietly as she looked around the room. The curiosity and concern overwhelmed me as I looked at my longtime friend. I leaned in close to her and asked just as quietly, “What is it?” “Well,” she began taking another look around the room before continuing. “I have been having dreams as well but not of Laylan, or unicorns, or fairies, or anything like that. I always thought that maybe I just had multiple personalities and the other happened to be a man named Daemon. But recently, I have been dreaming dreams as if they were his memories or something,” she stopped and looked at me.

It was such a pity that the polices didn't find the car's owner yet, since many months had passed When Dong-hyun heard the sound of opening the door, he slowly tilted his head to her Just seeing his kind face, Dea tried to fight back the threatening tears and stood there motionless. God, it had been a year since she left this house, her childhood home. Sometimes she visited him well, but it was hard for her. She didn't know what to do when her own family was ignoring her; her stepmother Chun-ja and her younger sister Joo-eun

"I am proud of you, Jasu." I had the dream of building a home for my parents so that they can brag about me with relatives in the future. I had the dream to make my parents proud and he finally said something that resembled it. Even though my heart had decided to do much bigger things than just getting a job to make them proud. It didn't mean this meant anything less. This was the first time, he said he is proud of me. My heart beats faster than normal as if little puppies are dancing near my heart. My gaze lands on him, who opens his arms asking me to go and hug him. So I do just that. And it was truly the most beautiful feeling in the world.

In my dream, I was living my dream. And then I saw someone else. After having a long stressful but of course amazing day writing at work, I was in the arms of that particular someone. Hugging him tight to my body and feeling the warmth of it. The air smelt of our favorite food. He had learnt finally it from my mother who was more than happy to share her secret recipe with her son-in-law. The air was cozy and perfect and it spelt out one word: Home. He was my home and I was smiling brightly in my dream as all I saw was a man I loved and who loved me back. In the dream , I didn’t see a criminal. All in saw in his eyes was extreme warmness and love. He held me to himself like I was the most im

“It really is. A kid can really just be a kid around here. They can play at the playground, ride their bikes up and down the sidewalks, whatever they want to do as long as they aren’t harassing anyone or going onto other people’s property without permission. For the first time, I longed for something materialistic. Something that only having the comfort of money could warrant and that was some place like this for Nate and for any future children I had. A place that we could live in comfort and peace without having to worry about the stresses and struggles outside the gates. I set my mind that this was my goal. To one day own a home in Urban Crest but not only to own it, but to earn it and wo

Chapter One hundred and Ninety Eight Desiree. Nothing feels more appealing then returning home except that this is in my home I was in an hotel that felt like home we are just got back from a little vacation and I felt so happy that actually I wanted to watch out of happiness because…. I had gotten to fulfil the things I wished I could have fulfilled a long time ago so many dreams so many aspirations clean out in front of me

For the first time in years, I do not feel alone in my own home. Sleep comes easier than it has in weeks, and with it, dreams I never used to have.

Everything in life is just a facade. But it does not mean you should not chase your dreams; you should not have your fairytale of true love. Some people are just destined not to have any of these, like me. It's the final stretch, then I am home, I do not physically have a home, but the city is my home, again. I stop at the very same gas station as when I left. The store clerk looks at me and I see as his face saddens, “Did that dream you were chasing not work out.”

"As long as you're happy." That night, I lay in my bed, having the most peaceful dreams. I had taken a week off from work to travel around with Mom and Dad. Their smiles grew more and more every day. In stark contrast to my peaceful and comfortable life in Myrthia, there was Nyra, who had just learned in Ardenai that I had sold the house. When she showed up at the house and rang the doorbell, no one answered. At that moment, the real estate agent arrived with potential buyers.