Waking Up White Novels & Stories

Chapter Three Jamie I wake up to the sound of a soft knock on the door, it’s so soft that I am surprised I even woke up to it. “Who is it?” I ask softly. But there is no response, so I pull the white comforter off of me, and swing my legs out of bed. I realize I am wearing nothing but a silky white nightgown, which confuses me because I vividly remember putting on my fuzzy pajama pants with little elephants on them, and a tank top.

My head was hurting by the time I woke up again. The room was dimly lit, and the machines were making noises around me. I wanted to tell them to shut it off so badly, but I couldn't. Nothing was more tiring than waking up to white bedsheets wrapped around my torso.

Aurelia's POV I was woken up by the reflection of sunrays that fell on my face, I tilted around the bed for a while. Then I remembered: ‘Wake up early tomorrow. We shouldn't miss the flight.’ I sprung up to my feet immediately, and I rushed to the bathroom to clean up. I was as fast as I could. I quickly got dressed in a beautiful white shirt, and tight black trousers that portrayed my curves. “Silas would love this.” I whispered to myself.

The sound of the alarm wakes me up with a start. I walk straight to the bathroom and start my morning routine. Twenty minutes later, I stand in my closet thinking of what to wear. I take out a white pant suit after finding a red blouse but I shake my head in disagreement. Red is my signature color but today I want to try something else.

William woke up very early the next morning. Throwing the covers off his body and trying to sit up, he stole a glance at the sleeping figure lying next to him. She was still soundly asleep. He padded into the bathroom to brush his teeth, trying as much as possible to avert his eyes from the mirror which seemed to mock him. He wasn't even fifty yet but a considerable amount of grey hair had began showing, especially at his sides. His once vibrant eyes were looking tired now and the dark circles under them didn't help at all, they must have shown up due to his inability to sleep the night before. The bathroom was splendid really, spacious, finely tiled in white and the entire setting was well

THE NEXT DAY I woke up to the sound of a machine, so I slowly opened my eyes, but all I saw was white. 'Maybe this is what they call heaven, if so, I'm dead. I'm sorry child, you got caught up in my bad luck,' I said to my child while waiting for it, but I stopped when I felt a pulse from it, so I was immediately confused by what I saw. "You're alive child? But aren't you dead too like me?" I said to it. Then a man in white came in, approaching where I was. "Good morning?" the man said.

I don’t understand why I dream something like this, and he never did anything to make me think that he would try to hurt me. And the smaller white wolf, I wonder where that came from, as I have never seen a white wolf, not at home or here. And what happened when I touched it? Everything is so confusing. I do not go back to bed, but stay awake looking out on the water, waiting for the sun to start to show out there far away. I think it takes a few hours before I notice the small glow of light, and before I know it, I sit bathed in the warmth of the sunrise. People are starting to wake up, and while some start packing the last stuff into the boats, others help me make breakfast. And others are

It was pitch dark, except for the eerie glow of the surveillance monitors. Jessica stomped hard on my lips with her stiletto heels, and pain shot through me. She shot me a hateful look. "Why did you have to wake up? If you had stayed in that coma, I would've been Mrs. Pelroy. I would've been their daughter! Do you have any idea how hard I worked to become you? My whole life was consumed by cosmetic surgery and watching your videos on repeat just to mimic you!"

I vaguely felt someone rubbing the bruising on my right hand while I was half-conscious. "What do you mean he got into a car accident, and that three critical-condition notices were issued? Is this a lingering effect? It seems like the wound on the abdomen is slightly infected. "I'll head out for a while. Have the nurse hurry with the anti-inflammatories and change the dressing. Go turn up the AC and get the IV heater in here." I pried my eyes open with effort, meeting a gaze full of worry. "D-Delilah?" Delilah replied, "I'm right here, so just go back to sleep, Tristan. You'll feel better once you've rested."

Lana's Point of View When I woke up, the first thing I saw was white. It's not the soft kind of white. It is bright and sharp and all over the place. White above me. All around me is white. White pressing in from all sides until it feels like it might get inside my head. I blinked hard, hoping the colour would go away, but it didn't. It just keeps spreading, like fog that won't go away. A noise cuts through it.