Roommate Nightmares Novels & Stories

"That’s what I need you to find out." Aaron finally sighed, shaking his head. "Alright, send me the details. I’ll dig around. But don’t get your hopes up—finding out the truth might be a lot messier than you’re hoping." As they spoke, a nurse suddenly rushed over, her face filled with urgency. "Dr. Aaron! The patient in Room 108 is having severe nightmares. She’s trembling, and we can’t seem to wake her up!" Lucas's heart clenched. Ella.

I didn't realize that I've been staring through the car window to the glassy walls of the buildings since we arrived that I've gotten sucked into my thoughts until Nicholas waves his hand in front of me and brings me back to planet Earth. "Hey." He starts with. "Are you sure you don't want to tell me what's going wrong with you?" His voice sounds like it is hurting. He's literally my roommate when you think about it, and I should be able to tell my roommates things, but well, this roommate totures me in my dreams. I force out a smile, "I would love to, but I'm still figuring it out." He scoffs, his head nodding lightly, "pretty much explains why you're lost in your thoughts." And with that,

I don't know how to live without her in my life. Mom and Dad came to see Clay and I after the meeting last night. They tried to keep me hopeful and it worked for a while. It worked until I had to go back to our room alone. It worked until I had to get ready for bed without her. It worked until I had to crawl into an ice cold bed. I barely slept last night and when I did, I was tormented with dreams of her that quickly turned into nightmares of her suffering at the hands of her captors. I awoke with a start. I couldn't move for a few moments. I was hoping that what I saw was a figment of my brain and not what was really happening or would happen to her. I drug myself out of bed and showered a

Dimitri grabbed her hand and started dragging her away as she yelled on top of her voice, stretching her other hand and trying to reach Leo who was coughing out blood but as Dimitri finally won and dragged her out of the place, she woke up. It has been all a dream, she looked around as she was now sweating profusely. She checked the time, it was just some minutes past 7pm, she rubbed her eyes wondering if her mom was already back from work. She walked out of her room to the living room and found everything quiet. She went to her mom's room to check up on her and found out she wasn't back yet. She sighed, regretting why she didn't go to the party because she knew her mom wouldn't come back ea

I ran blindly through the night, my pulse hammering against my ribs as though it were desperate to escape. My thoughts were a catastrophe. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop replaying what had just happened between Raihan and me. Had I truly allowed things to reach that point? With my roommate, of all people. "What the fuck?" I muttered. "A guy?" "Have I completely lost my sanity?" The questions echoed relentlessly in my mind, each one more unsettling than the last.

I reply, and he blinks cluelessly at me. HE’S NOT?? “What’s wrong with the bed?” I question, and he turns to the king-sized bed. “It’s big enough,” I add, and he turns back to me. “You wouldn’t mind?” He questions, and I sigh as I lean against the door. “Only if you don’t say creepy shit in your sleep. I once had a roommate who did that, and I kid you not, I’m scarred for life!” I reply, and he laughs. “I don’t talk in my sleep.” He replies, and I nod.

Perspiration escaped on my face as the same pictures came into my head, in my dream. I gasped out repeatedly as my head slipped from right then left. My eyes opened up widely. I sat upright as the breathing came out heavily. Gosh! It's morning. I tugged into my hair, wiped the balls of sweat on my forehead then I moved down to the bathroom silently as my roommates were still on bed. We were six in the room with three bunk bed attached to each angle of the room. The ceiling fan made the noise silently, and the morning cock crows loudly.

You told me about them and I promised to always be there for you to protect you. I knew what I was talking about, one of my biggest fears. And I had several. Sometimes I had sleep paralysis, it was horrible not being able to move you, I felt like I would be trapped. I told Jay about it, I remember well what I told him: I'm afraid of being trapped in one of my dreams...I mean, in one of my nightmares. I'm afraid of going to sleep and not waking up afterwards. I'm afraid of not knowing if I'm living a reality or if it's all a figment of my imagination. I have many fears.

A sliver of orange sunlight comes through the heavy curtains, making my roommate's hair look ginger rather than silvery blonde as she stands in the centre of the room, rubbing her shoulder and scowling at me. "That's the last time I wake you up." She mutters, climbing back into her bed and pulling the quilt over her head. "I'm so sorry Gale, thanks." I call out, dropping back onto my soft single bed. My heartbeat is still racing as I rub my palms over the sheets, feeling the soft material and reassuring myself that this is reality and that was the dream. Coal doesn't exist anywhere but my own head and these nightmares are just a result of my overactive imagination.

Dormitory, I woke up screaming, only to find another nightmare, I've been having the same dream for a month straight, it was a dream, but it felt real and scary. My roommate was so distressed by my noise that she unceremoniously scolded me, "I'm so sick of this, I'm going to report you to the apartment, so get ready to move out." I have large birthmarks on my body and face, black and gray marks all over my body, so no one wanted to live with me in the dormitory, they called me a troll. My current roommate, Doris, stayed in the apartment because she was repeating her senior year, and it was the only room I could live in without being subjected to bullying.