Novel & Cerita Is Life Just A Dream

I paused a little to look at him who is also staring at me with his blank eyes . "But this all feel too real to be just my imagination. I know I sound absurd but I feel what I saw is real. The person I see in my dreams are all real. Everything I feel is true but I didn't have any evidence. I might be psycho in others opinion if I tell them." I look at the stars again sighing thinking about what Lilly and others thought.

Just one day, one good day, I know my life will change, and all my dreams will come true. To be continued…. (When two different worlds collide) I’m sorry for the long paragraphs…. It’s a start of the story.

Tears well up in my eyes. "Martha what is wrong, are you okay?" She touched my shoulder and I flinched again. She touched me, I felt it. Why does this feel so real? Was it real? Had I been dreaming all this while. Oh my God! "Mom?" "Yes sweetie, talk to me, what's wrong?" "Are you really real?" My mom and dad exchanged looks. "Ofcourse I am real" she caressed my cheek. It did feel real. "Whatever dream you had, it really got you whipped" Liam commented. Typically Liam will make jokes at serious moments.

Constant Dreams Are Fine, But Not to the Extent That I May Die ... They say… dreams show the memories of your life in other worlds. Like in this world, you’re a student, but in another world you’re an actor. In some other worlds, you may be a millionaire, or just simply poor struggling in your life.

What I can't tell my mother I tell my grandmother because she is so much more understandable and she is always of good advice. Our life is worth what it cost us in effort. What is life? A delirium. What is life? A shadow, an illusion, and the greatest of goods are hardly counted. Yes, all of life is a dream, and dreams themselves, what are they? Dream!We are all resigned to death; it is to life that we cannot resign ourselves to, the root of the problem is that humans stop at the superficial side of what is life, I know it and I feel it there ' has a lot more than that, and I want to live it, I want to live happy days, when I see other people laughing out loud and going out, having relations

He seemed to be fading. “I’ll see you again, Jennah.” The buzzing grew louder. Jennah opened her eyes. Her alarm clock was going off. She reached over and slapped a hand on the snooze button and then focused to make sure she was in her room. She blew out a breath and tried to shake the fog from her mind. That explained a few things. The dream was so real, but not at the same time. Too bad, really. That man, Dominic, her mind had invented was quite nice to look at. No more chocolate caramel popcorn for you before bed, she thought as she slowly sat up.

“Am I dreaming, Loy? Are you here to let me remember what I forgot?” He was silent after I asked him that question. I thought he wouldn’t answer it, but to my surprise, he opened his mouth and told me, “What do you think? Life is just a series of dreams, Merchaiass. It’s up to you if you’ll label them as dreams or reality.” “What do you mean?” “I just meant one thing, boy. I’ll continue to chase you even in hell.”

But I knew that that wasn’t something I could imagine. I couldn’t sleep well. I tried to make myself sleep but I just couldn’t. I tossed and turned for what felt like hours when sleep finally found me. The dream was weird. I was in a forest; I was standing on top of a garden bellow. I jumped down and landed on my feet. The walls were so high and the only way to go in and out was though two huge boulders and you’ll have to climb up the roots of the trees. A lake was near me and a huge tree was rooted near the wall. It was like a bowl. I turned to a figure in front of me. It was a woman. I staggered back. She had jet black hair that reached her shoulder blades and it was braided in a French br

The circle is endless, pathetic, and miserable, the circle of my life. The last time I went to the doctor, I had to lie that a huge monster with scary teeth was chasing me in my dreams. That the same monster keeps appearing every day and chasing me. That's my whole life at a glance, the highs and lows. All the happy moments are now nightmares. All the things that used to make me happy just ensure I'm sad every day. That's my whole life in a flash. The story of my life. Dear God…

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