Waking Up From A 5 Year Dream Novels & Stories

[̲̅J][̲̅e][̲̅s][̲̅s][̲̅i][̲̅c][̲̅a][̲̅W][̲̅i][̲̅l][̲̅l][̲̅i][̲̅a][̲̅m][̲̅s] Past- 23rd July 2032 I had a great dream. It consists of a handsome man with olive skin, silky hair, hazel eyes, and a beautiful smile. It feels so surreal that I never want to wake up. I groan as I shift in my bed, my ears are assaulted by the alarm. All I want to do is avoid the alarm and sleep. However, today feels different. First, I had a dream. This is weird because I haven’t dreamt since I was a child. Secondly, my bed feels warmer than it usually does. Finally, my lower body feels sore. It's as if I went to the gym. And I haven't gone to the gym since university.

Standing there with wide smiles on their faces were mom, dad, Liam, kelly, and Lilly. Was I dreaming again? I could hardly tell when I was dreaming these days. They are dead. They all dead. How are they standing in front of me? "Well someone isn't happy to see us" mom always said that "She probably woke up from the wrong side of the bed" kelly joked. Typically kelly says that. What is going on? My head starts spinning and soon I found myself on the floor, all of them rushing towards me. "No, don't touch me" I backed away fast, "you not real" I whispered to myself. Wake up Martha! Please wake up. Tears well up in my eyes.

They were indeed happy together, but he frowned the moment he saw her happily signing the divorce documents. Dylan felt traumatized in his dream as he saw himself become poor and suffering. He woke up sweating and realized it wasn't even two hours since he had fallen asleep, as the bedroom wall clock showed it was still after 9 PM. Dylan walked out to his bedroom balcony and decided to call the police officers in charge of his company’s fraudulent case to know how far they had gone in discovering the scammer and the fraudulent account that his company funds went into. That same evening, Jessica was having her dinner downstairs with her family in the magnificent dining hall.

The metallic ring of her alarm clock yanked Julie from a dream of soaring towers with their imaged walls reflecting the morning sun. She reached over, silencing the loud alarm clock with a moan. Five years, Five years since she had left this city and this life for the pledge of a fresh start and a new morning. Five years since she had broken up with Den Neumann.

Kaden’s POV: FIVE YEARS LATER Work. I had buried myself in tremendous paperwork, again. Only when I glanced at the clock did I realize it is already 7 in the fucking morning. I barely slept. Hell, I can’t even remember the last time I slept well. Probably the time I dreamt of her face as she slept peacefully in my bed. The only thing I regret is waking up the next morning to find it was nothing but a dream. Rising to my feet, I headed out and walked into my room when my eyes squinted. A woman with straight blonde hair laid like a starfish butt-naked on my bed. Her saliva leaked onto my pillow, and my skin crawled instantly in disgust.

The stars above glittered faintly, their light scattering over the rippling waves below. He never came. I sat on the deck, my gaze vacant, fixed on the endless expanse of the ocean. Memories of the past five years swirled in my mind like fragments of a shattered mirror. His warmth, his promises, his gentle presence—they all surfaced, only to fall apart into jagged pieces. All of it had been a lie. Every tender moment, every kind word. Now, it felt like a cruel joke, hollow and mocking. Before dawn, I made one last call to him. This time, his phone was off.

[NADIA] For a long time, I’m not sure if I’m dreaming or having a nightmare. Why? Because I slept with a five-year-old girl in my arms and woke up to an adult snuggling into me as if I was the best teddy he had hugged in a while. What the fuck is even going on here? I shake my head, but even that feels like a task, what’s with my face stuffed into someone’s crook of their neck? I groan, or at least I try to, pushing the man with my hands on his chest.

Her heart pounded in her chest, the remnants of her dream still haunting her. It was a dream that shook her to the core. For the past five years, ever since she woke up in the hospital, she kept having the same dream. As the adrenaline slowly receded, Marisa struggled to bring herself back to reality. She could feel the sweat clinging to her skin, the sheets twisted around her limbs, evidence of her restless slumber. Her trembling hands reached for the alarm which was ringing on the nightstand. With each slow, deliberate breath, she began to piece together the fragments of her dream. While everyone in the dream appeared as a blur, she alone remained sharply defined. She couldn't help but won

"It seems like we are going to make you believe how serious we are." They transformed into wolves and approached me. They looked wild and suddenly opened their mouths, revealing sharp fangs. Wild beast-like growls echoed, leaving me shivering against the locker. I woke up, breathing a sigh of relief as I realized that I was in my room. I hissed as I got up from bed. I was tired of having the same dream over and over. This nightmare had been haunting me for the past four years. I checked the clock by my bedside and noticed that I had just five minutes before my alarm would ring. There was no need to stay in bed any longer. I moved downstairs to where my mother was, already awake and making br

The tail lights blinked once and then the engine purred as she reversed, straightened, and pulled away. Too fast. Exactly the way people leave in dreams right before you wake up. He stood there long after the sound of the engine faded, the cold air biting his cheeks, the smell of burned tobacco still faint on his fingertips. He must have been mistaken. He had been thinking about her for a few day now and had even dreamt about her. It couldn’t possibly have been Alicia. The person he’d searched and waited five years for couldn’t have simply run into him at a backyard parking lot. It wasn’t her.