Romans & histoires We Were Dreamers

"Ever since we were kids, you've been breathing down my neck, controlling every little thing I do. Who the hell do you think you are? "I let you have your way half the time, but can you just leave me alone already? I'm exhausted. Sometimes, I think the gossip was right. No wonder you were abandoned. Who could put up with a jinx like you?" A wave of intense nausea rolled through my empty stomach, a bitter lump forming in my throat. I couldn't throw up or swallow it. The ten-year-old Diana, the 17-year-old Diana... I had spent years trying to fuse all those cherished versions of her into the woman standing before me.

He was the dreamer. The dreamer was a normal man. He lived with his two brothers and spent his days in relative mundanity. But when the rest of his race lost hope, he held on. Since then, he got ridiculed, gazes of disdain, and even his brothers thought that he was crazy. But He never let those words affect him, even if nobody wanted, he would help.

The smile on their face showed how happy they were. Before they reached the wedding altar, the groom heard a loud sound that made him conscious. He suddenly opened his eyes and woke up. He reached out his phone and then turned off the alarm. After that, he remembered his wedding dream with a beautiful girl that he never met before. Daniel woke up that morning with a question on his mind, "Who is the girl in my dream?" He wondered.

Making millions of children believe that their stupid, useless, and even worse, you steal their dreams by brainwashing them as much as you can. So friends please explain why you treat us like cookie-cutter frames, giving us this “one size” fits all crap! Maybe if friends didn’t exist things would be better, maybe all our dreams would have been achieved and by then dreamers would be winners. I just couldn’t hold the thought of being a loser, having to believe that some things in life are impossible to achieve. Living the life thinking I can`t reach the top- I just couldn’t hold onto that.

Thank the moon there were other survivors. "I contemplated hiding away and not coming to see you all, but I thought better of it because I think our flaws are what makes us stronger." I start walking into the center of the room. "Seven years ago, I ran away and found my home here. Many of you aren't familiar with what occurred with me. There were wolves here, humans, mothers, sisters, and children. They were all my family and blood. They fought for me and I for them. We had one dream. One dream." I walked around pacing myself so I wouldn't become too emotional. "One dream and that was to have a free world. Now that dream lies in shambles. Days ago we burned their bodies. The only proper buri

“I am a lost soul, wandering into my dreams, lost and confused. A dream full of pain and screams” In the province of Albay, you could see the people living their simplest life. Waking up before the sun rises and do their everyday chores before leaving their houses. The children walk to school while the adults went to the market or farm to do have their daily living. Life here is simple. You could see the contentment and happiness of the people. Even they were contented, some wanted to have a better life than what they are living. The dreamer always seeks more and strives for a life he/she never experience. And yes, people with narrow mind won’t understand because he’s stuck there but the per

The world seemed to freeze for a moment. Raymond opened his mouth to speak, but he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood instead. "Mom is… dead? "H-How could that be? Stop joking around, Melanie! This isn't funny! How could Mom be dead? "She can't be… She can't be dead…" Raymond wouldn't stop shaking his head. However, his mind went back to the time he first met Bethany. Back then, he couldn't put up with Laura's control anymore and ran away from home. It had been raining heavily in Bell City that day, and he wouldn't stop crying as he kept running down the streets in the rain.

Akira replied, then down from the guardrail and stood in front of Lee Umji. "It must have been quite a while after waking out of the coma, before she came here, right?" Lee Umji guess thought of something. Akira nodded slowly. "How do you know?" Lee Umji took a deep breath. "I think Kim Hana wrote the Daydream script like a will. But before finishing it, my body fell back into a coma."

I wanted to heal lives and cause people to marvel at what an epitome of a masterpiece of art that I truly was. I am the Dreamer Girl; The Dream Elixir; an escape from this cruel, harsh world. I dream that in this world, I can make a mighty, recognizable change. This world is supposed to be free, full of love and a paradise in it's own axis and I wish to be that elixir that would give people the hope that good dreams still do exist and they happen to people.

It saved us from our first argument. We were on the road and headed towards Jaymes Helsiner's building before the heat of the day had a chance to completely wear off. Traffic was bad, so we were stuck for over an hour. The entire ride, even while we sat still and listened to the incessant sounds of angry drivers, I only ever said one thing to her. "You know, I don't even have a driver's license. I'd be just my luck to have the Authority chasing me as well as the Enlightened."