Open When You Cant Sleep Novels & Stories

Ann couldn’t sleep a wink that night. The apartment was silent except for the hum of the old fridge in the corner, but in her mind, chaos raged. She lay rigid in bed, eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling as if it might answer her unspoken questions. She’d closed the curtains tight—no moonlight to guide her, just blackness—but that only made her thoughts swirl more fiercely.

Writing while holding back sleep Don't get bored 💋💋💋.

Dead asleep, snoring loudly. ****

I reckon I'll do better and be in less pain if I'm on my own. Staring up at the ceiling, I don't count the moments that pass. I can't hear anything, and it seems no one else is in this house. I close my eyes, deciding to maybe get more sleep. Hopefully, I'm not haunted by nightmares again. However, the second I feel my body relaxing, I hear footsteps coming towards the door. I keep my eyes closed, even as the door rattles and opens. My heartbeat spikes, but I try to pretend I'm asleep the best I can.

On the fifth night, I couldn’t sleep. The ceiling fan spun useless circles. My skin felt too hot under the thin sheet. I kept replaying the bedroom scene in flashes….Kieran’s hips rolling, Maria’s moan, the wet sound of them together but the memory had started to warp. It hurt less, It made me angry instead. I opened my phone. Me: You awake? His reply came in under a minute. Tony: Yeah. What’s up? Me: Can’t sleep. Mind won’t shut off.

“You have a point,” I walked to the closet, pulled out a comfortable pair of shorts and tee T-shirt then I got dressed and joined Miles on the bed. He dumped his phone beside the pillow and threw his head backward. “I can’t fall asleep. It’s almost 11 pm yet I can’t shut my eyes,” he sighed in frustration. I turned to the table and caught the drugs lined up on it. “I can’t blame you,” I said. “That’s what happens when you have a fever,”

Someone has to track it and kill it before tomorrow night. I lay back in my bed and close my eyes waiting for my consciousness to leave this realm. I stay on my bed with my eyes closed waiting and waiting but nothing happens and then realization hits me. I can't make the jump. ********************************************************

" he said. And so I dragged my battered body back home. After what seemed like forever, I arrived at the front door, which I wouldn't open no matter what I tried. When the alarm blared loudly, Elise strutted over and opened the door, her head held high. She said, covering her mouth in a mockery of an apologetic expression, "Oh, it's you, Shana. I'm sorry. I couldn't remember the complicated passcode, so Harold changed it into something simpler." I nodded expressionlessly instead of breaking down like she'd wanted, so she pouted in disappointment. Harold, on the other hand, was satisfied with my reaction—he probably assumed that I'd taken his words to heart. He picked a fallen leaf from my ha

I groaned inwardly, hearing the voice of my best friend Ava. "Why can't I just have a peaceful sleep, even just for once?". In a sleepy tone, I expressed my frustration, questioning why I couldn't experience a single night of undisturbed sleep. However, my tranquility was abruptly interrupted as she pulled open the curtains, causing me to instinctively close my eyes tightly due to the blinding rays of the morning sun flooding into the room.

I called her name again. "Selena. Get up. It's a bad dream. It's not Reality. I am with you. Sleep calmly." "I am trying but It's not helping." "What do you do normally in such situations??" "I take medicines to sleep. " "Well, they have side effects. I know a way you will be distracted and will be able to sleep too." "What is it??" "I know you are gonna hate it but I guess to get my power nap I have to do it."