What Does Falling In A Dream Mean Novels & Stories

Melissa Falling is a lot like drowning. The world doesn't rush past you—it closes in around you. Air is ripped from your lungs, pressure crushes the ribs from your chest, and your head reaches out for something solid, something that will never come. That's what it felt like when the ground vanished beneath us, the manor collapsing into a sinkhole of flames and smoke. One minute I was clinging to Jamal, my cheek pressed against the heat of his chest, the next I was airborne, the earth gone, plummeting into a black abyss with only terror keeping me whole.

Love, Eliana thought, her heart aching with the sudden realization. The dream spun out of control, and Eliana was consumed by a sensation of falling—plummeting through darkness, unable to stop herself. She screamed, the sound echoing in her ears, but to no use. She kept falling, deeper into the abyss, her vision blurring with each passing second.

I suddenly stopped in my tracks, and before I was able to actually turn around, I felt something dragging me, and it continued dragging me, until I fell into a deep pit, a pot that I was sure I'd never come out of. "Argh! Oh God!" I screamed from my sleep, and looked around in fear. I realised that I was not in a deep pit, and I was in fact in a room. The room looked really familiar, and after scanning the room for a while, I figured where I was. If I was in here, why did I have that terrible dream then? I'd didn't know what it meant, but I knew something for sure - it didn't mean anything good. For me to be dragged into a pit, one that I wouldn't have been able to get out from, only meant t

One wrong move and an innocent soul taken. "Well let's go." I watch as Orion jumps off the bridge, doing a backflip in the air as he went down and disappeared through the orange smoke. I close my eyes and I jump off the bridge allowing myself to fall. The fall doesn't last long and always leaves that tingling sensation under my feet. When I open my eyes I'm surrounded by forestry. When I look further into the area I notice we standing in a bed of water. Dreams are not always logical. Some things in a dream don't make sense. It looks like reality but warped and unpredictable. Dreamers have no control over their subconscious, but that's not important. Our only focus is to find the night terror

I needed to be strong, so I closed my eyes and jumped out of bed. I opened my eyes when I didn't feel the floor. Instead, I saw myself falling, and everything around me was pitch black. I tried to strain my eyes and see past the dark surroundings, but I couldn't do anything. All I was doing was falling, and the wind was loud as if I was falling faster and faster like an asteroid about to hit the surface of the earth. Whatever I was landing on, it would definitely break me. I tried to brace myself for the impact of my fall while trying my best to use my anger as a way of convincing myself that this is all a dream or a hallucination.

I found myself saying as I ran. “Got ya.” I bumped into something falling on my butt and when I raised my head, I screamed. ******* “Ahhhhh” I jolted awake with sweats running down my head. “Hey, you’re fine, it’s just a dream.” Strong hands grabbed me in an embrace and I felt myself getting calm. I whispered when I thought of the face I saw in my dream. “Shhh, it’s okay, you’re fine.” He said, and I couldn’t help but snuggle into his warm hug. Why am I having these scary dreams and what does it mean?

“Go to sleep, babe. Everything’s gonna be okay.” I wanted to believe him, I really did. But as I closed my eyes and let myself drift off to sleep, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was about to go very, very wrong. I dreamt that I was falling. The darkness was endless and suffocating, and no matter how much I flailed my arms and legs, I couldn’t stop the descent. I opened my mouth to scream, but no sound came out. And then, just before I hit the ground, I landed in someone’s arms. I blinked a few times and looked up, expecting to see Talon’s face, but instead, it was Viktor smiling down at me.

It should feel like freedom. Instead, it feels like falling. Maybe that's what love is. Choosing to fall and trusting someone to catch you. Even when the ground is rushing up to meet you. Even when you're not sure there's anything left to land on. Even when every logical part of you screams that this is a terrible idea. You fall anyway. And hope like hell it's worth it.

Snarling. Screaming. Bones cracking somewhere in the darkness. Then silence. Complete silence. Nova stood frozen in the center of the ruined subway car, her chest heaving as rain hammered outside the tunnel. Water dripped from her curls into her eyes, but she barely noticed. Her heart slammed violently against her ribs while adrenaline burned through her veins. Run. The thought screamed through her head immediately. Run now. But her legs refused to move. Because some instinct deep inside her warned that if this creature wanted her dead, she would already be dead.

“I think that the river is going to flood, and those people will drown… Or the bodies will come from somewhere. I’ve had it happen twice now…” “What?” Tyler was intrigued. “Dreaming about people drowning?” He had his phone and was searching on it. “According to my dream interpretation app, you dream about others drowning if you have unresolved anger issues, and yourself drowning if you’re feeling overwhelmed by emotions.” “I don’t think it was an ordinary dream, I think it was a vision, I guess,” she winced even saying the word because it sounded so B-grade horror movie. “Five years ago, I was in the library on a raining day, and I had this vision of a boy coming in and shooting people. Of m