Personal Experiences: A Fictional Narrative

His phone pinged on the bedside table, indicating that he had a text, but he ignored it and flopped onto his immaculate white bed. The sounds of his parents arguing still traveled upstairs and the ringing of the slamming door haunted his ears. However, bad as the distraction was, there was nothing in the world that could have stopped him from falling asleep as soon as he hit the

“Sitting at the dais, I felt tired but much too excited to think about sleep. I glanced around the room and smiling faces turned toward me. Someone asked whether I was ready to leave. I shook my head. ‘I'd like to stay awhile longer.”

“Well, I generally prefer more adult dreams, but I guess any good dream will do. I only get pockets of sleep these days.”

Jolted awake by the light shining directly in her face, Casey opened her eyes to find Ray leaning on one elbow staring at her as she slept. Twisting his wrist, she checked the time on his watch. “We’re late. Why didn’t you wake me?”

“Why is my life so boring?” Renaldo was thinking about how his life could possibly be more adventurous before he went to sleep. “Wouldn’t it be pretty cool if I was, like, abducted by aliens or something?” Renaldo had no idea of the irony of that statement. “ Well, There goes another boring, gloomy day...” Renaldo thought as he drifts off into sleep.

It was 5 A.M. and my thoughts were everywhere. I kept tossing and turning, desperately trying to fall asleep, but knowing I couldn't. I finally slipped out of bed, carefully so that I wouldn't wake up Olivia, and proceeded to walk down the stairs. I sat down on the living room couch and exhaled deeply as I stared into the sunroof.

Morning. Lin awakens on the floor of her new apartment. A cloud of amnesia fogs her memory. Last night feels like a vague dream. Perhaps she drank too much...

I led her to the shelter that I had created before it got dark. ‘Now we can sleep,’ I said with excitement. ‘But I don’t want to sleep, I want to stay up ALL NIGHT LONG,’ Ella complained. ‘I know you do, and so do I… But we have a big day ahead of us tomorrow, flying and all, and you should probably get some rest, I know I will

I don’t know how long I have been faking sleep, but the slow creak of the door startles me still. I can hear the slow, lumbering footsteps, feel their vibrations on the floor. When they stop, I can sense him bending over me, his hot breath fanning over my neck. “Nice to see you again, Ms. Esther Miller.” His gravelly voice causes goosebumps of fear to shiver down

Too tired to even make it upstairs, she gathered the soft pillows to her chest and gave herself up to sweet oblivion. As she drifted deeper and deeper into sleep, a dream of Sean and Lacey flitted in and out of her consciousness.

Camila’s eyelids fluttered open as the light shown through the window above her head. The Miami sun was harsher than most and exceptionally hard to sleep through. She rolled over on her pillow so she was facing towards the small table placed next to her bed. Outstretching her arm to grasp her phone off the flat surface, she double clicked her home button to reveal a picture of herself and the green-eyed girl posing in front of a gorgeously decorated Christmas tree. “10:04am” The clock read at the top of the screen along with a multitude of texts at the bottom. She slid her index finger across the green text bubble with Laurens name on it and sleepily entered her passcode, still semi drowsy from the rude awakening.

“Let's worry about this in the morning” Hal said, to Chester. They both seemed content with this answer. “Fine but we should confront Lilly about what we have found” Chester said, he always did like to have the last word on everything. There was so much I did not know. Was I really some princess or were they just insane. I looked out of my window into the foggy night. I was so tired yet I could not fall asleep I kept replaying their argument over and over in my head. Then, after hours of just lying there thinking I fell into a deep sleep. I could feel the strong heat of the sun, it hit me through the open window, yet I did not want to wake up. It felt like forever, since I slept in a proper bed. “When do you think she would wake up,” somebody

The Hacker rubbed Lexi's slippery folds with increasing speed, and flicked his thumb against her clit, possessing no concept that the words he spoke, albeit lovingly, echoed those of a man who'd brutalised his lover mere days ago. "Do you want to be my slut, Lexi?" Accompanying the question with another tug of her hair, Richard simultaneously buried two digits, second-knuckle deep, in Alexandra's slit and commenced to finger-fuck the Heiress. Unknowingly, just as Karl Williams

Through boarded windows, I saw darkness. It felt like no time had passed from the beginning of the night. Morning had yet to come. I squinted, feeling uncomfortable as Alex breathed into my mouth. His hands were placed against the sides of my head to hold me still. I inhaled through my nose and he found my eyes. I wondered how long he had been doing that. I couldn’t be weirded out because I could barely breathe.

For now, X decided that heading to his apartment was the best option. He hailed a cab and sat in silence while the cabbie playing some trashy pop song not going out of his way to make any conversation. When he reached the beat-up building, he paid the driver quietly, and he plodded up the three flights of stairs. The familiarity of the creaking stairs helped calm him down along with the smell of the mildewing wood on the roof. After X dug around dug around in his pockets for the key to his suite, he headed for the bedroom to lie down. The instant that he placed his head onto the pillow, sleep carried him far