Date: 10/14/2019
By vanesamartin
i don’t remember how it all started but my friend bohdie died two days ago and in my dream he was in my same spanish class , the room was dark but light enough where i can see him i told him not to go driving on sunday night no matter what he does not to go driving because he will die , and he agrees i traveled back in time to tell him that , and he said he was only driving for 51 minutes . so anyways the next day passes and he’s still alive, but two of my other friends got into a car accident they didn’t die but they were badly hurt , i saw bohdie at the park with a bunch of his friends and he said i sabotaged him and it was my fault he died , him and all his friends were chasing all of my friends we were shooting eachother with guns ?? but none of us got hurt , me and al my friends jumped off this very tall cliff full of bricks , it was a wall and we slid down and starting jumping wall to wall , this was a dream i’ve had before it felt too familiar we we’re running from them trying to lose them in the brick neighborhood and we got to a campus where we turned to a acapella group