Novel & Cerita Past My Bedtime

he says, his tone softening. "Yeah, anyway, I have to go to bed now, Dad. It’s a big day tomorrow, and I need to get some full sleep," I say, glancing at the clock as it ticks closer to midnight. "Okay, goodnight, princess," he replies, his voice warm and comforting.

I just want to sleep and forget he exists. But that was the biggest lie I had ever typed in my life. Because even in my dreams, I knew Travis would haunt me. — That night, sleep didn't come easy. I tossed and turned, flipping my pillows, pulling the blankets up then kicking them off again. At 2:13 AM, I finally gave up. I went downstairs, still in my pajamas, and walked barefoot to our backyard. The sky was clear. The stars were out. And the moon looked heartbreakingly full—mocking me with its perfect round glow.

he warns me. "You're not my elder," I say with a whine. "I'm older than you and more dominant, now sleep," he orders me. "Don't order me," I whine. "Then please go to sleep Mini, it's bedtime now," he says. "I don't have a bedtime, I'm a creature of the night," I sass back. "I'm tired and I want to sleep if you want to stay awake," he says but I didn't I was tired. "Fine, goodnight," I say with another yawn.

As she completed her night-time rituals, the clock neared 3 in the morning. Exhaustion draped over her like a heavy blanket after the day's journey and the emotional rollercoaster of the reunion. With a soft whisper of "good night" to herself, she surrendered to the embrace of sleep. The room, once filled with echoes of memories, now embraced tranquility, and Ezra welcomed the solace that nightfall brought.

Or is it just a façade? I talk with Tim, and I tell him a bedtime story before putting him to bed. I then go to my room.

Grandma focuses, "I'll try to remember." After dinner, I meticulously clean my bedroom. I smooth out my comforter, straighten my pillows, light a candle so it smells like vanilla. I told Adam to come back tonight. Everything must be perfect—like I live a mess-free life. As I run around, picking up random articles of clothing, books, and miscellaneous things, I hear the last light turn off. The yellow glow from under my door has turned to darkness. My mother and grandmother have settled in for the night, and hopefully they will be fast asleep by the time Adam comes.

Nodding my head, I head to my room. After making sure he has a blanket and enough pillows to make him as comfortable as possible on my small couch, I finally crawl into my bed. Sleep lies hundreds of miles away from me. It's unattainable at this rate. No matter how long I try to close my eyes, I only see my past floating. When I check my phone, I find that it's already 2.30 am.

“Good night Dad” I kissed on Dad's cheek before leading inside my room. Dad cooked for me and we had our dinner. It was almost past eleven and Uncle Harrison was still at the office. I had messaged him to come soon, but there was no reply from him, but again dropped him a message before moving to bed. “When will you be back?” I texted him before doing my midnight routine and took a pleasant water bath, Changing into my midnight pajamas I went to bed. I tried to bed down but was unable to get some after twisting and turning for almost half an hour. I got to sleep.

"There's no need to be concerned about arriving late to the party." Maya hears this from me while I'm still in the cozy confines of my bed. It's past my bedtime, so I should probably be sleeping. Mark told me that if I'm going to stay up until midnight tonight, I need to make sure that I get as much rest as I possibly can throughout the day. It would be more accurate to say that I slept for the majority of the day.

It was already 9 PM when Melissa finished helping her children with their homework, bathing them, changing their clothes, reading them a story, and putting them to sleep. By the time she finished taking her bath, it was already 10 PM. Everyone was asleep, but Melissa couldn't sleep at night due to the terrible nightmares that haunted her. Instead, she spent her night working so that she could have less work to do the next day.