Waking Up With My Heart Racing Mga Nobela at Kwento

When I finally woke up from the nightmare, I felt like my lungs were burning from lack of oxygen. I threw the blankets from me, ran towards the window, and opened it. I tried to take deep breaths but instead started feeling dizzy. I closed my eyes and put my hand on my chest, which was beating painfully fast.

Jerking awake and feelings of the same nightmare that been plaguing my dreams as of late it takes me a few minutes to slow my heart rate and realize I’m on the plane from the same nightmare that has plagued my dreams for the last month, I’m disoriented and forgetting where I am because I still have the lingering feeling of suffocating Like every time I wake up sweating profusely with my heart pounding with a feeling of overwhelming and dreadful darkness. unable to remember what happened in the dream

Wake up. A familiar ghastly voice fills my mind What? My eyes search but only find darkness. Wake. Up. This time it's a lot more angry sounding. Who are you? I look around and yet again see nothing. You. The answer comes simply. Now... Wake. The. Fuck. Up! It feels like a jolt of electricity runs though my body and my eyes fly open. My heart is beating so fast I'm afraid I'm going to faint. The room is spinning and I'm filled with nausea.

“Good night.” I was taken aback after he said that before I could get up on my bed. There’s no harm, so I decided to say it back. “Y-Yeah, good night.” Why do I have to stutter every single time? I lay on the bed with embarrassment filling me up. Can I please stop stuttering whenever I talk? And what’s up with my heart? It keeps beating faster and gradually getting louder as if I ran thousands of miles. Don’t tell me… I do have heart disease now? Am I going to die? But that seems better since I might meet Lia— No! What the hell am I thinking? How long do I even have to think about this?

ZEPH Why do I feel my heart racing whenever he gets close? That probably is fear, right? My subconscious was probably remembering the things he did to me in my past life, and I always get scared whenever he's close. I didn't want to think of something else that might have caused that accelerated heartbeat. I rolled up from the bed, taking the blanket with me, only to slip and fall on the floor with a thud. Letting out a curse, I drew myself up and glared at the floor as if it were the cause.

I felt my heart swell with a type of joy and then my heart beat hard. Heavens! These sweet and tingly feelings have literally tripled since last night. "I am going to go take a shower, mum" I said, picking up my bag and getting on my feet. "Alright, love." I walked over to my room, each step accompanied by my madly pounding heart. Shit! Was I having a heart attack? My heart was racing so much. I got into my room, shut the door behind me and leaned against the door. Bright smiles were on my face.

he yelled from behind me as I went up the stairs. I entered my room, closed the door shut immediately, and sighed heavily. My heart was beating so fast that I couldn't even recognise if I was still me. Why does my heartbeat keep increasing anytime I am in a tense or silent situation with Adrian? This is certainly not love. But then, what is it?

“We need to deal with Blake.” Eventually, sleep finally pulled me under. Then everything went black. When I woke up the next morning, my whole body was drenched in sweat, and my chest was rising and falling fast. I pressed a hand over my heart, trying to slow it down. I just couldn’t shake the feeling that things were about to get worse.

My heart pounded in my chest, so loud I was sure he could hear it. And then, without warning, he moved. “No!” I screamed, a raw, terrified sound that ripped through my throat. He was faster than I could process, he ran straight at me, his blood-stained mouth wide open like he was ready to tear me apart. “No! Stay away!” I shrieked, my voice tearing through the silence before I shot up in bed. Sweat drenched my body, and my heart was racing so fast it felt like it might burst out of my chest. I gasped for air, clutching at the sheets, trying to calm myself down. My hands searched for the switch and hastily turned on the lights.

The first bite came, sharp and deep, and then the second, each one draining me faster than I could comprehend. I bolted upright in bed, my chest heaving as if I’d just run a marathon. Sweat clung to my skin, my heart hammering in my chest. For a moment, I gripped the sheets tightly, grounding myself in reality. I looked around, trying to see anything I could fixate on that would calm my racing heart. “It’s just a dream,” I whispered to the empty room.