Is Life Just A Dream Novels & Stories

She wants to continue living as Lee Umji, forgetting the sadness and sorrows in her life. And here I am now. Revealing the facts of Kim Hana's life. Answering daydreams before I have an accident regarding life, namely what is my purpose in living? ***

Only trouble is, gee whiz I'm dreamin' my life away I need you so that I could die I love you so and that is why Whenever I want you, all I have to do is Dream, dream, dream, dream Dream I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine Anytime night or day Only trouble is, gee whiz I'm dreamin' my life away I need you so that I could die I love you so and that is why Whenever I want you, all I have to do is Dream, dream, dream, dream Dream, dream, dream, dream ***The beginning is sometimes the end, and the end is sometimes the beginning. The end…

“In life, you have to just expect the unexpected. Life itself is so unfair, young man.” “For once we agree on the same thing- life is really unfair.” I said, “All I wanted was to meet other dreamers, but I met opposite dreamers. I might call them a virus destroying my brain and now it`s malfunctioning. I don’t know what and what not to do, what and what not to believe. It`s like I`m living a lie.” “So you are a dreamer, what do you wanna be after school?” I froze a bit, not that I didn’t know what I want to be, I was confused and scared- what if he also laugh?

She wiped her eyes before she played another song and song along with it. “There was a time when men were kind...When their voices were soft...And their words inviting...There was a time when love was blind...And the world was a song...And the song was exciting...There was a time..Then it all went wrong..I dreamed a dream in times gone by...When hope was high and life worth living...I dreamed, that love would never die...I dreamed that God would be forgiving...Then I was young and unafraid...And dreams were made and used and wasted...There was no ransom to be paid....No song unsung, no wine untasted...But the tigers come at night...With their voices soft as thunder...As they tear your hope a

ʟᴇᴍᴍᴇ ʀᴇᴘᴇᴀᴛ ᴀ ᴛʜᴏᴜsᴀɴᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇs ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ʙᴏᴏɴ ᴇɴᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ʟɪғᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴇ

I heard myself say “Since you’re not going to be accepted by your people, you can be useful.” “It’s not that simple, they would try to kill me and as a dreamer I get the most painful death” “I thought dreamers are immortal” I said “With our powers we are but once they get drained, we are just like any other person on both planes” “I don’t think calling for help is working because I’ve been trying to call for help since but I don’t feel anything” I said with my voice shaking with fear “I really don’t want to spend my whole life here.”

"Is that what you said I won't understand?" "Yes! I'm dreaming and I've been here for almost two days. I slept fine thinking I was going to wake up in my real life, but I am still dreaming. I find Tessa and Pearl here as handmaidens. strange. My father is a King, My mother is dead, and you... a Prince. It is very frustrating, I miss my Mom my friends, my life, and I don't know what that story of a stupid Diamond is supposed to mean to me!"

“Didn’t you?” Hope stared. The Dreamer raised its hand. A golden image appeared. Hope saw herself standing before three doors. One contained her family. One contained Adrian. One contained the peaceful world before her. The Dreamer spoke. “You said you wanted a life without sacrifice.” Hope looked at the image. “And?” “You chose peace.” Hope shook her head. “No. I would never choose a life without Adrian.” The Dreamer smiled. “Then why are you crying?” Hope touched her face. Tears were falling.

"I am always happy when ye are optimistic than pessimistic about our situation. I'd like you to be more of an optimist, that enlightens the mood. And I want ye to always remember, no matter the present, the future is known by riches." "Do ye know what my dreams are all 'bout? I see myself in royal courts, 'umanities servin' me in honor," she said, her eyes dreamy, "or perhaps I become the daughter of an elite king, 'ighly treasured and worshiped by men; eatin' wouldn't be a problem, sleepin' on a bed full of comfort and ecstasy, livin' in an immense mansion and gettin' dressed in branded clothes is what I've always dream of."

I needed no one to tell me what his dreams were all about. It was all over him and it kinda made me sweaty. Geez! His dream was about how I was killed in my past life. Was the universe trying bro play some kind of weird game with me because none of it seemed to make any sense.