Sneezing Stories Novels & Stories

Her face was unreadable. I cleared my throat. “Dragons, huh? Okay…” I sat at the edge of the bed and lowered my voice to that exaggerated storyteller tone. “Once upon a time, there was a dragon so big, his wings covered the mountains, and when he sneezed–” I made a loud snorting sound, waving my hands dramatically, “–he blew down entire forests!” The kids erupted in laughter. “And then,” I continued, deepening my voice for the dragon, “the villagers said, ‘Oh no! He’ll sneeze us away too!’ But one brave little knight said, ‘Don’t worry, I know how to stop him!’”

"Aanchu," they all looked toward the door as they heard a sneezing sound. There stood Caleb, drenched from head to toe and sneezing continuously. "Caleb?" everyone called out in unison, their voices filled with concern. Without wasting a second, Hailey rushed to fetch a towel. "Are you a kid or what?" she exclaimed angrily, pushing him onto the couch and immediately starting to dry his soaked hair. "What did I do?" Caleb asked with a pout, only to sneeze again the next moment.

“Would you believe me if I told you I mistakenly thought that two snails were making love but were actually fighting?” A small laugh broke out of me. The ridiculousness that this girl comes up with. “Are you trying to make me laugh or is that really a valid story of yours?” She looked at me in disbelief. “Yeah it’s a valid story, mind you. And yeah, I know how ridiculous it sounds, but I saw it with my own two eyes. I swear on my own grave.” She made a cross mark on her chest and raised her hand to swear the ridiculous story she said is real.

He sneezed so loud I jumped out of my soul. I screamed. He burst into laughter, holding his stomach. “Oh my God!” I hit him with the blanket. “Warn me!” “How do you warn someone before sneezing?!” “Say something! Do something!” “Like what? ‘Incoming sneeze’?” “Yes!” “You’re unbelievable!” “And you scared me! My brain almost left my body!” “You’re dramatic.” “You’re disrespectful.” “You’re loud.” “You’re rude.” “You’re impossible.” “You’re a walking raincloud!”

I sneeze out again, this time more loudly and with a huge impact. My eyes water. My nose is itching from repeated sneezing and sniffing. Unlike my earlier intention to get changed, I stay still. The weather is still cold, so taking a bath won't help. I just need to get out of these clothes and find some hot coffee to cool down. Forcing my way backwards, I am thinking of grabbing my phone to call mom, knowing how serious the situation can be, but the light goes off as a thunderbolt strikes the silent night, leaving the whole place in darkness.

I give her a rueful smile and open my arm to call her, “Come here.” The girls refuse to break the hug, making me giggle as I suddenly sneeze. They break away and worriedly look at me busy wrinkling my nose and rubbing at it. “It’s nothing, I’m fine. Something just….” What is this scent? I blink my eyes and scrutinize my girls. It’s not from them. My wolf instinct kicks in inquisitively, sniffling the air with keen concentration. I sneeze again, greedily inhaling too much of it as I toss my head to my left and shake wholly with a powerful sneeze that draws snot from my nostrils.

She didn't struggle and let him do what he wanted. He then began telling her cringe stories about how he found this place by chance and it became his spot. He started telling her about his childhood as well as the ones that she had forgotten. She sneered inwardly as she watched him make a fool of himself. Did he think this was a movie where she would fall for his sob story? Barf!

Breaking my thought she asked me ''Why your clothes are wet??'' ''Mom...*sneeze*.'' Well like other mom's my mom also possessive about us. Well a little more towards my sister compare to me. If i tell her truth she'll get angry and it is not good for her health. I sneezed again and signal my sister to save me from the situation. ''Mom...look at him. He is sneezing and you're asking him questions. Let him go and freshen up. And........'' She said to mom but i don't at the end what did she said to her whispering that she nodded her head send me to my room.

She laughed and thought to herself "my weakness is teachers". -Well, I already told you my whole life story. Of course, when she told her life story she didn't include Gabriel. -Well look my life is not that interesting it is very common I have a family that does not live here my family is European I came to visit this country and I stayed here my family is a very traditionalist family they come from time to time to see me and I also go there from time to time I have two more brothers they live with my parents and I am a professor at several universities, so as you see my life is not very interesting.

Sleepy, I glanced at her with half-open eyes and whispered, "Don't bother me, I have to work tomorrow." She laughed, lay down next to me, wrapped her arms around my waist and said, "Let me tell you a story." I didn't think, "Don't." She giggled, "The last one about the little crocodile looking for his mum ......" I turned my head and covered her mouth, "Stop it." After saying this, I seemed to hear her answering me, and then seemed not to, already sleepy to unconsciousness, I do not know whether she told that story or not, after all, this foreign little crocodile is not related to me, how can not hear how he found his mother.