My Dreams Are All Dead And Buried Novels & Stories

" - - - - Saturday evening was so bored and quiet, having dinner with Joachim was worse. He paid less or no attention to her, his earphone blocking literally his hearing and his cell phone distracting his sight, that Mareili felt he wasn't even there at all. She had to rush her meal, leaving him and rushing to take her bath. After bathing, Mareili sat on the porch as she watched weak sun disappear into the horizon. The clouds rumbled, and for some reason Mareili thought the rain and the sun were fighting for dominance over the earth, this was what her mother made her believe whenever the rain threatened to fall and the Sun refused to vanish. When the sky turned grey, and the horizon released

dad tell with a smile ruffling my hair " How did you sleep, kiddo? Did you still have those dreams?" " Yes, dad. They won't go away but I will be fine. I am getting used to them." I replied " Its just that it hurts to see everytime when I see that pregnant woman die in my dreams and I always have the memories of a man named Easton. The man call that woman Mi Reina and sometimes Minerva. I don't know what is her name but it doesn't matter. It's jsut a dream but it always feel real. I feel that pain like it is me that is dying in the dream."

I couldn’t risk leaving it on my bedroom knowing full well how his noisy ass will read it all and risk myself not seeing any vision again as my aunt said. I sat down on a single, bright yellow seat with my feet dangling on the armchair as a comfortable smile escaped my pink lips. This has to be my favorite place so far. My eyes scanned my handwriting as I read every single definition I found. To dream of a corpse coming back to life suggests the ability or willingness to put something behind you and move on My corpse being burned was the first thing I saw, but what could I possibly put behind me and move on? My past? My human life?

He muttered lowly, it was more to himself than to me. He closed his eyes and looked down, he pressed his palms against his ears, "Wake up, wake up!" He said clenching his jaw, "It's just another dream , a f*cking dream." My heart stuttered, the first tear fell, and another one fell after it. I want to scream, I want to go back there, why I came, why I had to come back and ruin everything. The proper question would've been, why did you leave in the first place?

"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!"

"I couldn't help it. I was bleeding, that bleeding that night shattered my whole dream. I felt wretched, I was deteriorated. I screamed harder expecting my friends to hear that screaming of mine. No one –no one was there to help. My friends left me to myself, they turn deaf ears and ran off. I mean, I could still see their shadow before my eyes turned blank. They were the last thing I saw that night. Just a night they said, but that night made me realized the kind of person they were. All I could thought of during that time was just to stab myself to death, he could have just let me die instead, rather than making me suffer that day. I passed out during that moment he was on me. I woke up an

The only wake-up call waiting for them was that I was just a broke college student who couldn't even afford rent. My lips parted, but no words came. Instead, a tired sigh slipped out as I sank deeper into his hold. I was so confused. Hades…what do you even want from me? The thought lingered, as I shut my eyes. I wasn’t sure, but I could’ve sworn I heard him chuckle, just before everything faded into darkness. *** I always had this dream. In the dream, I was dying, just like my mother, father, and elder brother

"Congratulations, Lucian. You have completed the mission. I will soon depart. Before I go, I have a few gifts for you." One video after another played before my eyes. After I died in that world, Mavis sold off all her assets in a desperate attempt to bring me back to life. In the end, she was left with nothing. Even after losing everything, she failed to wake me. Because of my departure, everything I had given her was stripped away. Mavis soon got into another car accident. But this time, there was no one to shield her. She could only endure the agony of ruptured organs on her own.

Thinking about that, my eyes stung. With what little strength I had left, I turned and said to Jason, "You didn't keep your promise, but I kept pushing you away. I guess that makes us even." Life moved forward, one way or another. As soon as I finished, he suddenly buried his face in his hands. The sound of his crying leaked out from behind those hands. Ragged. Broken. His sobs echoed through the ancient and empty church, as if refusing to go away. I waited a long time, but he just couldn't stop.