Watching my demise

Date: 2/15/2019

By Bingusbongus

I had a dream where I went to school (it was a different school) and long story short this guy who looked like a teacher had a duffel bag and some kid next to me said “oh shit he’s gonna do it again” and apparently he was shooting but i stood there as the small amount of kids disappeared into the school and he got closer. I now realize he wasn’t shooting but telling us to shoo with his gun, but as he got closer to me and my sis since we were standin there, he was actually gonna shoot. He went off on her, grabbing her and threatening her and I began thinking what would happen if I jumped on him; I did and dropped him to the floor as he struggled to shoot me with his gun. Unfortunately that was only a thought while I stood there thinking how it’d go, as he hit me with his gun and I woke up. When I woke up i was standing in my house and it was unnervingly dark; like there were no ceiling lights on, just old yellow bulbs shining through lampshades, so the room was lit with a sickly dark amber color which didn’t provide much visual help at all. Pa told me that me and my sis weren’t in our school anymore and that we were removed from the roster for some reason; there was a legitimate reason, had something to do with the end of the year. When he dropped me off and I got to second period my teacher showed us a video and we were to take notes on it; it was a video/documentary of the shooting I was in firsthand, and I just watched it and relived it. At the end of class I had nothing on my paper and as I was gonna tell her she turned it off at the most important part, she told me I wasn’t on the roster and I told her why and she told me I should tell everyone I go to and to wait it out, doing the same thing every day until they put me back on.