Dreams Of Teeth Crumbling Novels & Stories

I told her, wiping my tears using my hands. “You do dream ? ” I nod my head. “Yeah , and it is terrifying. Sometimes I dream about the world being destroyed, commotions everywhere then I saw me, myself, but my hair colour was white, my eyes were glowing. I looked different in a way that I couldn’t actually recognize myself but I felt that was me and I was in the middle of no where. Everything there was destroyed. I can’t seem to remember all the details, it’s weird.” “And you did not tell me all this!” She shouted in despair.

My teeth grits hard, clenching and grinding the molars. “Fuck! Fuck!! Fuck!!! Fuck!!!” Looking up, I find understanding grey eyes staring at me. I didn’t know when I walked here. My throat worked. A lump lodged in my throat and refused to go away. “Can I.. can I hug you?”

My finger bones started to snap and my fingers looked as though they were broken. I scream upon seeing them, I started to panicking. I jumped from my bed and cried as they start to snap back into place, causing pain to cloud my mind, my body ached all over, all I could do was cry in horror, I've never experienced this, I was confused and scared. My gums started to hurt, I thought someone was pulling my teeth out at the same time. My mouth felt heavy and packed, on instinct, I grazed my tongue against my teeth and they felt longer and sharper, causing my tongue the get cut and the metal taste the fill my taste buds.

Modern, furnished and beautiful and looking new everyday although the house was five years old already. Juana's coffee was transparent, lot of water,lot of sugar, no milk. So she could see her face while sipping at it. Her big blue eyes were a bit undefined, her expression showed fear with a mixture of helplessness and unusual calm. Then the dream came again. Avocado. Garden. Branch. Third branch. Corpse dripping with blood. Loose. Screaming. Empty House. Dream. "Oh my goodness" she sighed, dropping her half empty mug. She tried to make meaning out of it, but it was a little creepy..

It’s to be expected when its teeth sink into my unpinned shoulder, crunching through my bones. My own scream has me falling out of bed. Shit. Sweat slicks my skin and my hands are shaky as if it was real. It was just a dream. A dream I’ve had plenty of times before. It always ends the same. With me bleeding out in the ditch just like my mother.

All the things I used to look forward to now cut deep into my heart. I quietly slipped into the shadows at the edge of the room without anyone noticing. My whole body was tense, but the tears kept falling despite how disgraceful it was. My chest ached as if it had been torn open. I pulled out my phone and sent my boss a message. "Something urgent came up. I'm leaving early." I got in the car, my mind blank. Suddenly, I remembered what the doctor had said and patted my chest, whispering to myself. "Don't cry… The doctor said I can't have any strong emotions… No crying…"

A wet, sickening crack echoed through the room as the first tooth tore free, blood pooling instantly. His screams curdled the air. “ONE FOR SARAH,” I growled, my voice venom. “You're crazy,” he breathed, sputtering on his own saliva The second molar. Twist. Pull. Another scream, sharper this time, more desperate. “ONE FOR GABRIEL.” “F*ck you, f*ck, you,” His words slurred now, garbled with blood. The third tooth. The fourth. He spat blood onto the floor, coughing, sobbing, shaking now, the pain finally starting to pierce his delusion.

The photos are taken to immortalize this joy as so many testimonies to these moments of happiness. That morning, shaken by a nightmare in which her teeth frantically loosened from her jaw, she pushed back her sheets and got out of bed as dawn showed on the horizon. Looking lost, she stood in front of the mirror revealing truths, opened her mouth to check the presence of her teeth. Phew, they did not escape! She said to herself, relieved. She wanted to send all her thanks to her mirror, but seized by another anguish, she hurriedly left the room as if this bad dream was the harbinger of a darker omen.

Ella didn’t look like herself for one she looked unkempt . “ I just wanted to end whatever relationship we got going on “ Immediately the words left James’s mouth Ella’s face became twisted, her lips Trembled as if about to cry but at the same time trying hard to hold herself

I quivered awake from bed in an heavy breath and perspiration all over my body. I gasped in and out making an heavy sound. I looked around the room, all in good state then I strained my hair to the back, face down as I dropped my elbow on my kneel. "Arrgh!" I growled, ruffled my hair, whimpered, and gasped continuously again trying to recover from the horrible nightmare. I made a throaty sound as I heard the sound of a twist in the door.