Wake Me Up When I'm Older Novels & Stories

I feel like my life is just out of place and I don’t understand crap. ....... “Wake up, Dork.” I hear a voice say. I twist and turn in my sleep. The softness of the duvet makes me moan and I hug it even tighter. A sudden light suddenly shines in my face. My eyes are closed but I can feel the intensity of the light. I groan and turn the other side. “Bro, get up.” I hear the voice again.

Aprils pov. I wake up with a huge smile on my face, and when I look at the alarm, I see that I woke up ten minutes before it rang. It must be the excitement. It's finally here—I'm finally eighteen! I get up from bed, Open my curtains, and the beautiful sunrise rays instantly fill the room, illuminating it with its golden glow, damn! I could stare at the sunrise all day. Are you more of a sunrise lover or a sunset lover?

This is the right time to wake up! "Please Marra, enough. I feel sorry for you and for yourself," he released a deep sigh before uttering words that completely woke me up from the nightmare of the past. "Wake up, Marra. Wake up from the nightmare of the past. Face the future with a new you. Face the future without pain and heartache!" He shouted before shaking me with all his strength.

He learned to smile, and laugh like a child, Enjoying in her arms, His Demons slept forever, his soul started to breathe, When she chirped like a Nightingale in his ears; Wake Up Sexy, Please!

“𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑚𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑒𝑟. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑝ℎ𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡�

urging Em to wake up. ~come on baby… you got this…~

My keys drop from my hand, and I stoop down to scoop them up. The bouncer yells something at me, but I wave as I get into my pickup and start the engine. I just need to get back to my apartment and go to sleep. I’m going to feel this tomorrow. I maybe young, but I'm not eighteen fresh out of college young anymore. Plus I can't remember the last time I drank like this. So this is what it feels like to get another year older.

Why does that make it hurt more? A pair of footsteps approaches; light and purposeful. One of the Elders stands over me, holding a small stone bucket. I blink up at her, confused. Then she dumps the icy water over my head. I shriek and scramble back, soaked to the bone. “What the hell?!” The Elder’s expression doesn’t change. “Awaken. Reset. You have tomorrow.” I glare at her, water dripping down my nose. “A towel would’ve been nice.” Behind me, I hear laughter. It's deep, warm, and absolutely unhelpful.

Only when the bodyguard came to escort him to school did he finally pause, throwing a scathing look over his shoulder. "If you keep following me, when you're old, I'll dump you in a nursing home." I stopped in my tracks, stunned, and could only watch him leave. What on earth had happened these past few years? The last thing I remember was that I was twenty-three. Grabbing my phone, I instinctively entered Alicia's birthday as the password. Sure enough, it unlocked. But when I opened the contacts list, there was only one entry—hers. I thought I must be hallucinating. I checked again. Still, only her name remained.

Adrian… The sunlight woke me up as it shined brightly through the curtains. I let out a groan and massaged the back of my neck. “I am getting too damn old for this,” I muttered, straightening up and letting out a weary sigh. “I was about to say the same thing.” I hear Maureen’s voice; she had a duster in her hands. “I thought you would have grown out of that habit by now.” I looked at her and shook my head. “Yeah, me too.”