Waking Up White Novels & Stories

Long live albinism. When I wake up, I notice it's only ten in the morning. Too early by my standards, but I was woken up by some screams, which I hope are my mom's, because if they were my dad's, they'd have had to lock his balls in a drawer to scream like that, and I hope for his sake that's not the case. I get out of bed and put on my panda slippers, which look a bit like those giant silicone phone covers, and start heading down to the kitchen.

Miss Fatima's POV The light that the sun is producing wakes me up in the morning. I woke up peacefully today. I feel so relieve, and I think I know the reason why. I started walking outside my room and make my way to the room of Sarah. I take a peek inside Sarah's room. Sarah is sleeping so safe and sound. I did not bother to wake her up. I read an article yesterday night that waking someone from sleeping peacefully can cause its neurons to die. Well, I do not want that to happen to Sarah, so I'll just wait for her to wake up herself.

Especially in the pit of my stomach, even though I was having a breakdown. Zack Moretti. “Zara, are you okay? Hey, Zara. Look at me!” He called out. I tried to focus but couldn’t. Believe me when I said I tried. Yet, I don’t know why my hands are closing involuntarily. Peace. That’s all I saw till I gently give in. ~ ~ ~ By the time I woke up, all I saw was white. White environment and clothes moving around. My vision blurred and I rubbed my eyes to clear it. Where was I? I asked myself.

*********Next Day********* I woke up still to the same pounding headache, I had slept early yesterday with the hope this headache would stop bothering me and making me wish I should die. I yawned tiredly, standing up from my bed I met my own room full of snows, beautiful white snows. Jeez! My palms came covering my mouth in shock.

In my cloudy mind I kept inhaling the sweet scent of a full laid out breakfast that slowly lulled me awake. I couldn't help the rumble that was emitted from my belly. I think I'm hungry. And the scent of food that kept hitting my nostrils just wet my appetite and made me smile, pulling me into full consciousness. I finally pryed my eyes open and was greeted by a lot of white. White walls. White ceiling. White crystal chandelier. White bed. White carpet. Wait. Am I... Dead? What happened? "Princess you're finally awake." A deep voice came from one end.

C H A P T E R 1 1 : S U P E R M A N G O T N O T H I N G O N M E Stupid creatures we humans are, often poisoning ourselves unconsciously with our own hands and finding the cure elsewhere. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Did you know the curious state in between waking and dreaming? That stagnant moment where your eyes refused to open even when your mind knew it was time to wake up?

Tyler Walter paused for a moment, and said: "Even if she's still alive after dodging, she's not the person we know. I hope that you and Daniel Burton can see her clearly earlier, and not be disturbed by her again." "You think it has something to do with your job?" "Maybe. That's all I have to say. You guys settle the rest yourselves. " Tyler Walter opened the car door and got off. William watched as his figure completely disappeared before starting the car again. Elise White was woken up by a nightmare. She looked at the time and realized it was almost 6 in the morning. She might as well stop sleeping. She got up, went to the bathroom, took a shower, changed into a sportswear and jogged arou

She had finally fallen asleep unaware of her environment since she was brought into the house. The very next day, Veronica returned to Julia's room after doing her morning duties. A gentle tap on Julia's shoulder woke her up. Julia's face was puffy, and her eyes were swollen. It appears she didn't have enough rest, or she may have cried in her sleep. Julia looked at the person who had woken her up. She could see her lips moving, but her voice seemed to be far away. "Madam, I have prepared the bath for you, you can take your bath now," Veronica repeated, but Julia still stared blankly at her.

Few years back!! Mornings!! Always made me crunch my nose in annoyance because if after High School classes I hated anything then it was waking up early in the morning. I never got the theory of these stupid early risers, who shout their lungs out about fitness due to early wake Up's. Like seriously!! Now just imagine, how would it keep you fit if you sleep at Three in night, and wake up at Six in the morning?

I was jolted awake by a tremendous sound and a bright light shining on my face. My heavy eyes slowly fluttered open, water stirred on my forehead, and my hair fell. The images in front of me went from blurry to more precise. A brass basin appeared beside me, and water dripped a few drops. Someone threw this brass on the ground, and that noise woke me up. "Wake up already?" A deep voice came from the left corner of the room. That voice caught my attention; I looked up, and it was a completely unfamiliar face. Looking around again, I was in a white room. All four directions are white walls; this large room is empty.