In Love With a Daydream

In Love With a Daydream

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Everyone daydreams, but not everyone daydreams the same. Emily is a girl that lives a fairly normal life. she has a mom, dad, a cat, and a fish. She is a well rounded student, and has some friends. One thing that is different is that from a young age she would daydream, but not your average daydream. She would do nothing for hour after hour doing nothing bit daydreaming. If she heard music she would go into a trance like state of mind plying all kinds out thing out in her head. She even had friends in her daydreams that would come back in different dreams. She started to develop relationships with the people in her daydreams, one in particular. As she go older it happened more often, but she didn't tell anyone about it. She thought she was going crazy or something, but once she knew it was not as bad as she thought she did not go a day without her daydream friends. Sure everyone daydreams, but not everyone falls in love with them.
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[BWWM] I was only twelve years old when the world turned cold. The day my mom died in that car accident, I felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over my heart. My dad, who had always been my hero, suddenly became a stranger, filled with rage and blame. He couldn't see that I was hurting, too; he only saw me as a reminder of his loss. The accusations cut deep. He said it was my fault for being there, for not doing something to save her. For being the reason she was in the car in the first place. In the years that followed, things only got worse. The abuse started gradually-a harsh word here, a shove there-but it escalated, leaving scars that I carried long after the physical pain faded. I was drowning in my own despair, struggling to keep my head above water while my father's anger raged like a storm around me. I only had a break from his anger when I started living with Aunt Dina-my mom's older sister. Well, that was because she found me nearly dead on my bed after I took a dozen pills. I was tired of living. I had hit rock bottom. The harsh whispers that followed me around and the stares at school. I pretended not to notice, like it didn't bother me. But it did. I was alone. Then came Athalia, a ray of sunshine cutting through my darkness. With her, I felt something I hadn't felt in years-happiness. She became my light through the darkness and my lifeline. ••••••••••• ● Warnings ⚠️ ~ Mention of suicide ~ Anxiety attacks ~ Rape attempt ~ Mention of self-harm ~ Depression

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