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Emergency Exit

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diffrent dreams incomplete misfit paranormal unexplainable

I'm not sure why these dreams are happening, but I think they might have something to do with what's going on in real life. I'm not crazy, I know that much. Although, that thought has crossed my mind plenty of times. Am I crazy? Can crazy people open doors by themselves?All Rights Reserved

diffrent dreams incomplete misfit paranormal unexplainable

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King Of The Night: The New Servant ni ChocolateBluZ

It was so cold, I could feel the bits of snow covering my body, as I laid captive in the cold. Sheet of soft, white blankets camouflaged the bushes and trees in the wonderland. The animals and insects were covered in the ice that kept them frozen in place, like puppets on a shelf. There were no flowing stream of water; they were frozen into a misty blue, icy surface. I had no memory of how I got here; I was with my mom and dad eating dinner. On a Friday, we were talking about our day and how we should plan a family vacation. That was it and now I'm in the forest that seems to be frozen in time. I pulled my legs into my chest and dug myself deeper into the winter snow of the ground. Thinking that if I were to burrow, maybe. Just maybe I could keep the heat from leaving my body. I pulled over my hoodie and shrunk my face into the scarf that was covering my mouth. My breathing was deep and long drawn, trying drastically to find warmth; white air came from me to the air of the cold. As the fearful winds pounded me, deeper into the hole and shifted away pieces of the snow that was around me. Slowly, my mind started to drift off. This wasn't good; I tried to keep my eyes from closing into asleep that would have been endless. But there was no use my weak, shivering body fell asleep, before I could even fight. And dreamed. Dreams are something you are battling that your mind plays on you to figure it out. Like a game that ends the way you make it. When you lose you can only blame yourself, and cry for something only you know because it's your mind. Your dream. Your... "Do you want to live". A voice swayed into my dream. "Or do you want me to leave you here". I knew I was dreaming, but am I dreaming in a dream. Is that even possible? Maybe it's just a voice made by my subconscious giving me someone to talk to. I don't want to be alone. So with the strength I had left I uttered, in a voice so quiet it was more of a whisper. "Please help me".

The Neighbour's House ni Rorrysome

My neighbour's house is normal. There are two stories, stairs, and a tiny porch. A red door, and many windows with pretty crimson shutters. My neighbour's house is normal. The lights are on when they need to be, and off when they don't. The grass is mown, and there are sometimes cars in the driveway. My neighbour's house is normal. Sometimes I can see into some of the rooms. Always when I'm not really trying. The rooms are nice, with a warm colour scheme and polished wooden furniture. There is one room that is entirely white. A bare bulb swings from the ceiling. From the outside, I can see no furniture. The walls are old and stained.. There are no shutters on that window. My neighbour's house is normal. I see them sometimes. They're gone most of the day. We wave when we see each other, coming or going. Those two seem nice. Didn't they used to have a son about my age? My neighbour's house is normal. They turn off their lights about the same time we do. Except in that one room. The lights in the white room stay on late each night. I tried to watch them, once, to see how late they stayed on. I fell asleep. When I woke up, they were already off. My neighbour's house is normal. Sometimes I hear sounds from the house. Almost like muffled screams. Everyone gets night terrors, it's common knowledge that, at night, everything can sound scary. My neighbour's house is normal. Except when it isn't.

Let Your Dreams Be Your Wings (Morpheus x F!Reader) ni RainbowMoonstone1111

Summary: You always dreamed of becoming a successful fashion designer, sharing your creations with the world and bringing honor to your father. But with his severe illness and mounting expenses weighing solely on your shoulders, your plans changed, forcing you to pursue an alternative route. An intriguing offer led you to the elderly Alex Burgess, who immediately employed you as a housemaid for excellent pay. Your compassionate nature and exceptional understanding, however, convinced him to offer you an additional task with doubled compensation: gaining the trust of Dream of the Endless, imprisoned in the family's basement for over a century. Despite being stunned upon discovering such an otherworldly being stripped of clothing and trapped in a cramped glass sphere, financial necessity for your father's care compelled your acceptance. As you spoke to this mysterious anthropomorphic personification who never uttered a word, you found yourself drawn into his eyes that seemingly encompassed the entire universe. An ineffable bond formed between you, separated only by a substantial transparent barrier. You couldn't have anticipated that what commenced as modest household job would ultimately transform your existence irrevocably. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ I began writing and posting this ongoing story on AO3 in late 2022. Based on The Sandman Season 1, it follows the storyline from the first episode through the Vortex arc, incorporating my own additions and continuations. The story weaves together both canonical and original lore. Dream of the Endless x Female reader, original characters included. Credits: Moon divider by firefly-graphics on Tumblr. Warning: This story contains mature content with explicit sexual scenes (fully consensual). I strongly invite minors to avoid reading/interacting.

I'm His Soulmate? ni HushedAnubis

Have you ever have this feeling that something unexplainable and unexpected is going to happen?

The Haunting ni KailaDanielle_

Strange things have been occuring in the Miller house lately. Writing on walls, children's laughter and footsteps throughout the house, doors opening and slamming shut by themselves and even the record player which hasn't worked in years found itself playing strange music. Who or what is haunting the Miller's house? Are they safe? Why is their house the one being haunted? Can they get the spirits out of their house before someone gets hurt?

Never Wake Me Up // George "Joji" Miller Fic ni _oof_24

What happens, when you imagine something so much you start believing it.... You start believing everything was real that eventually when you wake up.... It's gone....

Romance And Aliens Parts 1-30 ni LAWRENCE260317

At that moment something clicked in my head. Here are my children sitting with aliens from another place, and doing so as if it were an everyday occurrence. No fear, no xenophobia, just friends. Of course there's always a dark side.

My Stalker ni RoselyneWrites

I was just laying down on my bed, cuddled up with a book, when I heard a faint creak on the stairs. The sound was muffled seeing as the door was shut, but I heard it nevertheless. My eyes wandered to the door and I tried to be as silent as possible in my attempt to locate another sound. My body was tense, but relaxed when I didn't hear another noise. It's probably just my imagination, I thought. My paranoia was probably just getting the best of me since I was home alone. I heard the stairs creak again however and I heard... Footsteps. I put my book down slowly and got off my bed as quietly as I could. Yes, those were definitely footsteps. I opened my door slowly, trying to be as silent as possible. There was someone already on the other side of the door, however, and I screamed. Girl x Girl I suppose?? Doesn't really revolve around it but there is some Girl x Girl ish in here so... yeah.

When reality splits [completed] ni KatMoon11

All I want is to be alone. I wish that no one existed. My name is Zeina. I don't talk much. Not at all actually. Well not really. I sign or write things down in my notebook. I can speak. But I really only speak to those I trust. Today I'm gonna die. Don't feel bad for me, I am choosing my fate after all. Im tired of living. It's exhausting really living up to your own expectations and the expectations of others. I'm sick of shaving every inch of my limbs, plucking my eye brows, doing my hair, getting dress. Honestly I'm sick of people. My hair is long and dark brown with blonde in it. I have bangs that hang over my face and ever so slightly across my eyes. I don't have friends. My family sucks. So if you're reading this I have a question for you. Are you an outcast too. Everyday I come home from school, take sleeping pills, and go to sleep. Now I just want to sleep. Infinitely. (A/N I'm currently editing this!)

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Never Wake Me Up // George "Joji" Miller Fic cover

Romance And Aliens Parts 1-30 cover

My Stalker cover

When reality splits [completed] cover

King Of The Night: The New Servant

It was so cold, I could feel the bits of snow covering my body, as I laid captive in the cold. Sheet of soft, white blankets camouflaged the bushes and trees in the wonderland. The animals and insects were covered in the ice that kept them frozen in place, like puppets on a shelf. There were no flowing stream of water; they were frozen into a misty blue, icy surface. I had no memory of how I got here; I was with my mom and dad eating dinner. On a Friday, we were talking about our day and how we should plan a family vacation. That was it and now I'm in the forest that seems to be frozen in time. I pulled my legs into my chest and dug myself deeper into the winter snow of the ground. Thinking that if I were to burrow, maybe. Just maybe I could keep the heat from leaving my body. I pulled over my hoodie and shrunk my face into the scarf that was covering my mouth. My breathing was deep and long drawn, trying drastically to find warmth; white air came from me to the air of the cold. As the fearful winds pounded me, deeper into the hole and shifted away pieces of the snow that was around me. Slowly, my mind started to drift off. This wasn't good; I tried to keep my eyes from closing into asleep that would have been endless. But there was no use my weak, shivering body fell asleep, before I could even fight. And dreamed. Dreams are something you are battling that your mind plays on you to figure it out. Like a game that ends the way you make it. When you lose you can only blame yourself, and cry for something only you know because it's your mind. Your dream. Your... "Do you want to live". A voice swayed into my dream. "Or do you want me to leave you here". I knew I was dreaming, but am I dreaming in a dream. Is that even possible? Maybe it's just a voice made by my subconscious giving me someone to talk to. I don't want to be alone. So with the strength I had left I uttered, in a voice so quiet it was more of a whisper. "Please help me".

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