Memoirs of Dreamers

Cells

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February 20th 2015  |  0  |  Category: Adventure , Drama , Fiction , Horror , Philosophical , Suspense , Thriller  |  Author: Joe  |  1395 views

The cold steel around her wrists was almost paralyzing. Her head felt like it was spinning out of control from being jerked so hard backwards. The light felt like it was piercing straight through her head. It wasn’t that bright, it was more that they just weren’t accustomed to the fluorescent bulbs above. “Where am I?” Lisa whispered. She tried to rub her eyes, but the cold steel around her wrists restrained her reach as she heard chain links tightening and pulling taught on the table. She yanked on them …

 

Farewell Part13

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February 3rd 2015  |  0  |  Category: Drama , Fiction , Romantic Love  |  Author:  |  1778 views

One Friday evening, Akihiko visited Takanobu’s apartment with Mitsuru. Takanobu’s wife Yumiko treated them to her home cooking, and many of the dishes onto the big table were already empty. Yumiko went to children’s room in order to lull her children to sleep, Mitsuru, Takanobu, and Akihiko were talking relaxedly while drinking the glasses of wine which was opened newly after the dinner. These familiar members were spending weekend’s evening joyfully. Akihiko noticed that after all it was calmest for him to spend the time with Mitsuru adding Takanobu. Which …

 

Farewell Part12

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January 13th 2015  |  2  |  Category: Drama , Fiction , Romantic Love  |  Author:  |  2602 views

What a sharp peal of thunder! Because thunder continued too successively, Tohko felt like that the magnetic field around her was going to be crazy, and this phase was going to slip out of place. It used to thunder like this at Tohko’s hometown in the beginning of winter. Tohko had lived in only 2 cities until having moved to here: It was her hometown and Tokyo. She had lived in her hometown until she was 18 years old. When she entered the University, she started living in Tokyo, and …

 

Farewell Part11

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December 9th 2014  |  3  |  Category: Drama , Fiction , Romantic Love  |  Author:  |  1918 views

Tohko woke up. She thought, “What a vivid feeling!”, but there was only a vivid feeling left alone on her mind after dreaming. However, she noticed that she was still barely remaining at the border zone between the dream and the reality. She tried to gather the memory of the vision and the story of the dream up in a hurry and to bring them in the real world. But as soon as she started to be in a hurry, she forgot everything as if it vanished. If she could …

 

THOSE HAUNTING HOURS

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November 27th 2014  |  0  |  Category: Drama , Fiction , Moral  |  Author: Ruby  |  1110 views

“When was the last time you cried? And why did you cry?” That was the topic of the radio show that night. The two radio announcers sounded so cheerful, even when they had to console a sobbing girl on the phone. The first caller had poured her broken heart out. Apparently, she’d been in love with her best friend, but he’d been in love with someone else – who had broken his heart. A classic love triangle… What about me? No, I didn’t want to end up crying again over …

 

Forgive Me Baby

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November 20th 2014  |  0  |  Category: Drama , Fiction , Moral , Tragedy  |  Author: Ruby  |  1080 views

I remember a lot of things about you. Your sweet, innocent smile. Your childlike laughter. Your cute little voice as you called me, and you flung your little arms around my neck. I used to carry you in my arms and swing you around. Anything to make you laugh, love. God, I miss your giggles. Guess what? They miss you too. The house isn’t the same without you. I remember when you were much smaller. You were wondering why I hadn’t wanted to be in the same room as he …

 

“Home With You

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November 19th 2014  |  0  |  Category: Fiction , Thriller , Tragedy  |  Author: Ruby  |  732 views

I woke up today to the same old room, in the same old, big house. I pulled the curtains aside, staring outside at the yard. The sun was shining brightly. Kids and teenagers were walking to school, chatting and laughing merrily. I miss going out. Surprisingly, I miss going to school. In fact, there have been many things – and people – that I’m missing. Knock! Knock! I turned around. I automatically said,”Come in”, even when I knew how it would always turn out – a regular routine. A lock …

 

“A School Shooter’s Diary: My Last Day At School”

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November 14th 2014  |  0  |  Category: Fiction , Moral , Thriller , Tragedy  |  Author: Ruby  |  1359 views

It was my last day at school. I was more ready than ever before. I smiled at my father before he dropped me off at school. He kissed my forehead. “Have fun at school, baby,” he said cheerfully. “I love you. Be good.” “Love you too.” Be good. That’s what he’d always said to me every morning, before he set off to the station – looking good in his uniform. Every parent’s hope. Be good. I slowly walked into the dreadful building. I knew what I’d be facing once I …