Novel & Cerita Life Is Just A Dream

LAYLA WHITE THE DREAM I opened my eyes and slowly got out of the bed but what I saw was only a white fog that seemed to be endless. "Lele?" I called but she did not respond, turning around I could no longer see the bed that I was lying down on. "Hello, is anybody here?!" I asked but once again I did not receive any response. "To be honest, I don't know whether this is a dream or real life but don't you think that you are being too much by snubbing me!

He shows me to the last room on the left of the second hallway; "Here you are, so the rules are: curfew is 10 p.m. nightly unless you find a night shift job, no drinking or drugs, no companions; you need to search for a job within two days, we have staff on hand to help with resumes, finding interviews and job clothes once you have enough money saved, someone will help you find a place to live." Nodding at him while slightly murmuring; "T-than y-you A-a-adam." "You're welcome Liam," he returns before leaving me alone. Flopping onto the bed face first, my mind wanders to Riley, Julia, Parker and Axel. Riley's P.O.V. Liam has been missing for six months now and all of us have been completely w

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? ***

I tried to breathe steadily. I opened my eyes slowly, almost afraid of what I would see before me. My dream about Tom had seemed so real, I thought I had died and he’d come to get me. I wouldn’t have minded that. I missed him. Now, more than ever, I missed the brother who had always brought the sunshine with him. God knows I needed a ray of sunshine in my life right now. But he wasn’t real. He was a dream. And in my dream, he promised I would live a long and happy life. So I couldn’t be dead. I was still breathing.

I mutter with a small smirk, brushing a hand through my hair like I didn't just bare my soul thirty seconds ago. We sit there for minutes, just the clinking of glasses and quiet music playing between us. He leans in again, eyes serious but soft. "What do you dream about?" "You mean... like at night, or in life?" "Both." I smile, heart racing. "At night? Sometimes I dream of running. Freedom. No responsibilities. Just me and the wind. In life? I guess... peace. Love that doesn't break me. A place that feels like mine." He swallows. Once. Hard. His throat bobs like he's choking something down, regret, maybe. Or a truth with too many teeth.

I murmured "You tried your best" A month had passed after Lily's death. Home never felt like home. School even got worse, news started spreading about me having dreams and how it actually happens. Everyone avoided me, no one wanted to associate with me, except for kelly and Liam. I felt like an outcast. I wanted to drop out of school but then I remembered my mom did everything to make me be in school, I was not going to throw that away. i haven't had any dreams since then and it really made me worried and alot scared than before. I didn't know what to expect.

This time…I can dream. In my dream, I can see Isabella waiting for me at the bus stop, but I cannot run to give her a hug because I don't have legs. I can see the pain and then the anger in her eyes as she sees me slumping like nothing but a dwarf. She will never see me as a man again, and not only that, how will I ever be a father. I can see how my perfect life disappears. In an instant, just as fast as those bullets hit me, just as fast my life disappears.

I don't care ,I don't care if they call me crazy ,we could live in a world that we design Cause every night I lye in bed the brightest colors fill my head ,a million dreams are keeping me awake. I think of what the world could be,a vision of the one I see.A million dreams are keeping me awake..🎶 I was really surprised, I've never heard such a beautiful voice..I walked closer to see the person,and I saw the witch.. "What ?How can a person like her have this type of voice" I said inwardly,and I hid so she won't see me..

"I—I saw them. The men who want to take me. They were here. They were inside the cabin." "Hey, hey," I said again, my hand steady on her arm feeling her softness. "It's just a dream, baby. You're safe now, I promise. No one can find us here. And even if they do, I would die first before they can lay a finger on you."

Naomi and Wayne stood at the center, each holding a child, looking every bit the picture of a perfect family of four. I stood silently in the crowd, watching that scene. Taking a bite of matcha cake, the sweetness on my tongue turned bitter. Without sparing them another glance, I walked out of the hotel. Sliding into the car Wayne had once given me with matching license plates, the cold voice of the system filled my head, and dizziness overtook me. "Host, your departure time has arrived. Countdown: three, two, one…" I closed my eyes. From that moment on, Arden Sharpe no longer existed in this world.