Younger Dreams Novels & Stories

Sure, according to my doctor, these dreams have manifested because I found my now ex-boyfriend fucking my mother in my bed. That also was the day I left home, but also that day the dreams intensified. We never have sex. I am not ashamed to say that at the grand age of 23; I am still a virgin. But in my dreams I am so ready to give it up. To give it to them, but I know it will never happen.

“I’m not sure.” “Well, tell me about it and we can decide together.” He nodded. “Alright, well, I’ve been having dreams.” “Okay. What kind of dreams?” “Ones of a little girl with eyes like mine but who looks like Karin. A daughter, named Jemma.” Aron waved him off. “I wouldn’t stress too much about it. Dreams can be reflections of our hidden desires.” “And if Karin and I are dreaming about the same little girl?” Aron leaned forward. “What?”

More footsteps approached There were more voices in the room And because the machines kept on beeping and this seemed wrong, A dreadful question replaced all Was this a mere fright? Or was their poor hope soon to be broken, once more?

She dreamed about when she was ten years old. In the dream, all the children were sitting in the backyard of the orphanage. Raeleigh and another boy had just gotten out of a car. All of them carried a small backpack and a doll. The boy beside her burst out crying as they walked. He turned around and even wanted to go back. The boy was one year older than her and was also slightly taller, but he was a crybaby. He had been crying all the way, and it made her want to burst into tears as well.

"I will never felt you are troubling me with any kind of problem. Your problem is mine too so tell me how and when it all started." "I can't remember the days I spent as a kid but I know my nightmare has been haunting me since then. I don't know how it all started. All I could see in the nightmare was a little girl crying in a house on fire with a man and a woman shouting for help in so much tears. I don't understand what that means mum." "Since you are a kid?" "Yes mum!"

The game "Virtual Dream" Max currently was playing was a masterpiece of the gaming giant "Dream Gaming" which marked the beginning of a new era of gaming where it's realism level of 90% itself left the other Virtual Reality products in the dust and caused a huge sensation in the gaming market with 500 beta players slot being grabbed only in the first 20 minutes and with a week remaining for its 1st month anniversary launch, the developer's have promised a huge surprise for the beta players, whose private information with real name has been concealed for security reasons and the gamer's been instructed to only use their gaming name or first name for their own safety. Of the many features of t

After what happened between I and my parents I have decided to let go of my dreams of studying abroad and focus more on my Education . Since I can’t have that I should hold on to the one I already have. Things have become a little bit different at school. Actually, things have changed and these days I am more on my own than with friends except for a particular student who is always around me at times. My face flushed red when I thought of all the times we've spent together "What are you smiling about "

His touch comforted me, making my thoughts clearer. "This is so freaking weird, Tru. It sounds like you re-dreamed?" Ruthie's eyes were wide, like she was looking at the moon. "Yes. And I dreamed more than before, too. Dang! I wish I'd finished it." "Well, no need to keep us waiting. What happened?" demanded Ruthie. "Okay. But it was strange. You know how sometimes I dream about a younger version of me, but I'm watching it all happen?" "Yeah," said Ruthie.

Tessa took his hand and pulled him down the hall. As he entered the room, he looked at Jennah and Dom and couldn’t help think that this scene started because of a dream. A note from Jacqueline Paige: I hope you enjoyed reading Dreams as much as I enjoyed writing it! My website is jacquelinepaige (dot) com; I love feedback.

It seemed like a wishing card, she guessed. "What is that?" She curiously questioned. Dong-hyun followed her pointed finger and tilted his head to the bedside table. "Oh, this wish card. One of my old friends sent this card in the morning, he wished me good health. I was surprised seeing this card, I thought he was running his underworld business. Who knew that he would recall me," he picked up the small card. "Health, eh?" He sighed miserably while looking down at his stiff legs. "What's the point of wishing when you know you will never walk again in the rest of your life?"