Lost

Date: 2/19/2018

I was sitting in a lecture, listening to the teacher speak about a random history topic. The friend I had been sitting next to had a different friend to talk to as they sat down and I was pushed all the way to the other side of the bleachers we were sitting on. Now hurt and lonely, I sat at the end waiting for the bell to ring. when it did, I grabbed my stuff and left for the cafeteria. I panicked once I left the classroom, already knowing I would get lost. This was a copy of my junior high, except without most of the lights. it was very dark and easy to get lost in. I ran as fast as I could, running through open doorways and opening others into darker and darker territory. I fell down a staircase into a dreary and mold smelling basement. Someone was whistling and a door was open just a crack to let light filter somewhat into the area. Being curious and wanting to know how to get out of there, I crept up to the door and peeked in. A janitor was moping a rather disgusting floor. He was whistling a tune to himself as a cat sprawled itself across a sofa was just in my view. I snuck in and offered to help the man in return for getting me back upstairs to my locker. Once the job was done, however, the janitor went to the door and pulled it shut, locking us all inside. He wore a sort of sickly sly grin. I was beginning to become more afraid that I previously had been. For the next three years, it seems, we all just sat down and watched the television he had hooked up. But by the end of it, the same sly grin appeared on his face as he pulled out a pocket knife. I backed into the wall as he stabbed knife after knife into me, eventually leaving me to bleed out to which I did. At the end of the dream, there was a banquet. I wasn't attending the banquet, but I was looking on as someone else.