Strawberry Nightmare Novels & Stories

"Tell him whatever you think it is best 'cause I won't be showing up. If 'she is asleep' that comes to your mind, say it. Or 'she don't wanna come' it is fine by me, 'she doesn't want to see you' whichever way. I am not just coming." "Okay then." "Thank you as you do so," I plugged my earpiece, then laid back on bed. "Goodnight." **** (No! Whimpering! Darkness! Fire! Tears!) Noo! Not again! I pressed my back against the wall, folded up a leg, then I dug my finger into my hair. This is beyond me mum, dad! I can't handle this all alone. What is the secret behind this nightmare? *** The shadow was moving closer. It was following me all over again. This couldn't be Brad. That was not Brad. So wh

Modern, furnished and beautiful and looking new everyday although the house was five years old already. Juana's coffee was transparent, lot of water,lot of sugar, no milk. So she could see her face while sipping at it. Her big blue eyes were a bit undefined, her expression showed fear with a mixture of helplessness and unusual calm. Then the dream came again. Avocado. Garden. Branch. Third branch. Corpse dripping with blood. Loose. Screaming. Empty House. Dream. "Oh my goodness" she sighed, dropping her half empty mug. She tried to make meaning out of it, but it was a little creepy..

They eventually die and a new Ma Vista is born. If the new Ma Vista is a boy he will start to have nightmares when he is 15. If it is a girl Ma Vista, the child will start having nightmares at the age of 16, some develop a bit later than that and their nightmares finishes in the middle of their 17th year.’

The next day David woke up early since it was Saturday he had nowhere to go. He He decided to go and check up on Stella and admit his feelings for her. He decided to stop being a coward and take responsibility for her pregnancy. He was ready to do anything for her to forgive him and give him a second chance. He went to her door and was about to knock when he heard her talking but this time it seems like her constant nightmare she always tell him about. He opened the door and went inside and Tru to his thought she was having a nightmare. He walked up to her on the bed and woke her up cuddling her. "Is okay baby. I'm here don't be scared." He started coaxing her when she started crying. "David

I asked, squinting my eyes trying to get a glimpse of the stranger. “Oh please I know more than your name bunny, I know everything about you” he said taking two more steps. “So you are a stalker then, how long have you been stalking me?” I panicked as I took more steps back. “I’m not a stalker bunny, I’m your nightmare” the voice said and just like the wind he disappeared into the shadows like he was never there, my heart sank into my stomach as his last words echoed in my head. I’m your nightmare.

She picked it up and saw an notification from i*******m . "Yourworstnightmare.11 has requested to follow you ."she giggled reading the username .She viewd the account but that was private too , Cynthia never added strangers to her profile so she declined the request . "Yourworstnightmare.11 has requested to foolow you ." said the notification again . Cynthia ignored . "Yourworstnghtmare.11 wants to send you a message ." Cynthia viewed the message . "Oh come on this so called good vampira is gonna hunt you down if you don't accept his request ."said the message .Cynthia giggled again she understood it was damon and accepeted the request .

I'm jealous with Ben Carter's parents, also my neighbor who are sweet as Grandma and Grandpa, it's just Ben's parents fights a lot and my grandparents don't. I get up and went to the kitchen tip toed so I won't wake them up this early. I scanned the fridge and found lots and lots of strawberries. I took a bowl of it, placed on the table and sat thinking about when would mom and dad come home? And or are they still coming home? I ate strawberries, chewed it like it's the first time I tasted it. The moment of morning silence is making me sad, so I went to my car and took my bags. I just walked like I know it wasn't locked and yeah it wasn't.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh He awoke in a bed, breathless and drenched in sweat. Struggling to regain composure, he gulped water from a nearby jar, the vivid nightmare lingering in his mind like a ghostly echo. "Who am I? Where am I?" a voice echoed from the door. Annoyed, Stuart eyed the entering girl, who seemed unfazed by his disorientation. "Why not the usual questions today? You always ask weird things after a nightmare," she teased him.

After dinner at my parent's, I came home, fed Piggy, worked out, showered, and changed into a pair of sweatpants before laying down on my bed. While flipping through the movie options on my Netflix, a faint scent of strawberries hits my nose. Holding the remote, I lean over and smell the pillow that I am not laying on. The smell of sweet strawberries wafts through my nose, reminding me of Cassandra. I wouldn't mind her being here right now, watching a movie with me. It would be better than laying here alone and sniffing this pillow like some damn creep.

"Crazy?" Xanti asked. He wouldn't deny that he was also terrified when the conversation was about a ghost. "You can see his behaviors earlier, when he's speaking his eyes looking around and suddenly smile and when you entered I noticed him screaming outside," said Nash even though he was terrified. "What is he shouting?" They all asked. The three stopped shouting and started listening to them.. "My child....give my daughter back....Where is my daughter Casey?! Wait who is Casey hahahaha." They stopped when Nash suddenly did what the old man did earlier.