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I clutched my head in between my hands, hair sticking to the side of my face as I shook my head. "Please!" I screamed. "Stop it!" With a jolt, I woke up; my cheeks still wet with tears, chest heaving and skin bathed in sweat yet cold to the touch. My fingers trembled until I curled them in the sheets, roaming my eyes around. It was a dream. My lips curled into a grimace, eyes squeezing shut. That wretched incident happened five years ago, and I still cannot stop dreaming about it. With a sigh, I sit up in my bed, sheets twisted around my slumped body. This was far from an unusual occurrence, much to my displeasure.

We'll just be careful and return at the scheduled time. "Maybe you just got too much sleep or maybe because you dreamed about the five Princes, you assumed it was their Kingdom!" Kaith scratched her head and grabbed her phone, which had fallen in front of me. The Five Princes. The kingdom. The dream I had often dreamed of came to my mind again. It started on the night of my seventeenth birthday and since then, there has never been a night that they didn't visit me in a dream. Five Princes and a beautiful and immense kingdom.

Jillian was already snoring when I arrived earlier, and I had to shower first before I could touch her. I was lying in my bed, staring at the ceiling, when I considered calling Jacob but decided against it because it wouldn't make a difference. In my dream, however, I was visited by the man with whom I fell in love five years ago. No, it was a nightmare from which I awoke drenched in sweat! I observed that it was only four o'clock in the morning after glancing at the clock. My hands went to my eyes and rubbed them as if there were sands inside, and I walked towards the bathroom to wash my face while squinting.

In the end I realized how much I missed out after knowing I slept for five years. The crowd made me feel warm but then when they finally walk on their separate paths, the truth is there making me feel heavy again. Jethro is still with me with mom and Shawn but there is still missing. “He will wake up soon.” My best friend gave me an encouraging look. He is filled with positivity and I wanna get involved with it. I still don’t wanna talk that much about things. Rest is what I need the most right now and regain some energy. “What if he doesn’t wake up?” My voice is quite faded and almost no sound is heard but I still managed to talk unaware.

I can't really believe that the things that I've been dreaming about for eleven years are happening right now. If I am dreaming right now, oh please. Don't wake me up. I don't want to wake up. --

"So, you knew where I was that whole time then. Why did I leave in the first place?" Jayden took a deep breath and sighed slowly. Alicia wondered if this was news that she didn't want to hear, but regardless she had to know. While she was in her coma she had been dreaming about a lot of things and one of those things was about the day she had left. She was beginning to wonder if she had really been asleep for five years or was, she being lied to about all of this. Her mind was going in one million directions and she just wanted someone to tell her the truth to put her thoughts to rest.

And you're giving us the full gist tomorrow. I smiled and let sleep takeover. *************** I have never had a dream eversince I clocked fifteen. It's sad but true, I'm the deepest sleeper you've ever seen. I even put babies to shame. So, when I woke up in the morning, I was super excited that I had my first dream after a long while. A dream that I could remember for once. It's kind of weird because of all the things I could dream about it had to be Raynard.

Chapter Five Ehh...Ehh...Ehh. The loud buzzing of my alarm clock screeching loudly forcing me out of the most amazing sleep I’ve had in years. I reach over without even looking and pick up my phone shaking it until it goes into automatic snooze mode. I lay there exhausted and weary of starting the day with my face buried in my pillow as last night’s dream comes rushing back to me. Every touch, taste, smell, and sound making my head spin out of control filled with intense pleasure. “Ugh…Why did that dream have to be so damn good! Now I’m never going to get him out of my head.” Ehh…Ehh…Ehh… my alarm starts again refusing to give me a few more moments of peace. I grow frustratedly closing my ey

Jason spoke with a trembling voice. Sometimes, he would feel like returning to this world was a dream. Moreover, he could not differentiate whether his past 5,000-year-old life or his current life was the actual reality. At the same time, he was also worried that his current life experiences were nothing but a dream and would return to that long and ancient life after waking up from this dream. Yet, at this moment, he realized that he was living in reality since he had witnessed something that would never ever appear in his dreams. As someone who had forgotten about his own birthday, he would obviously never thought about celebrating his own birthday. Moreover, he would also never imagine th

I hugged dad and held his body, until my mom and aunt Jara came. “You need to let go honey.” Mom said. But I didn’t want to let dad go. I wasn’t ready. “Sierra? Sierra?” mom said and I opened my eyes. “Are you okay honey? You were crying and screaming.” Mom said, wiping the tears from my face. It had been five years and I was doing okay. But tomorrow would be the anniversary of dad’s death and I guess that’s why the dream came back. “I’m okay. I dreamed about dad. I’m okay.” I said.