Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 11/20/2018
By Naila
I was in the car with my dad and we were going to get some ice cream. There was a crowd of people in front of the ice cream stand so we asked them why is it so crowded. They said that today is the school festival and this was the closest ice cream place. It was held in school that i used to go to as a kid so we decided to visit it (the school I went to would hold these feltivals where kids would be dancing/doing other fun activities, but also a lot of them would make cookies and cupcakes and they would sell them and collect money for charity or for the renovations in school). We got to the school ground and we went inside. There were a lot of people and all of them were eating ice cream with their kids (who were dressed either in voleyball dresses with their team names and numbers or in colorful costumes). Dad and I were standing next to the parents and kids and we heard the teacher calling her class because it was their turn to preform. I was standing pretty close to the group and some guy pushed them forward (to signal them because they weren't moving), but I got pushed along with them. There was just a white line separating the big waiting area where we were standing and the hall (their teacher was standing at the end of the hall from wich you enter the school gym where festival activities would be held). As I got pushed and stepped over the white line I turned back into a child. I got worried. What just happened? Why and how did I suddenly turn into my 7 year old self? Dad didn't seem to notice either. I tried to get his atention but to no avail. I decided to go along with it. If I needed to talk I would have to speak in a higher pitch because I still had my adult vioce. I ran towards the group of kids who were already talking to their teacher at the end of the hall. She noticed I wasn't a part of the class so I couldn't sneak in with them. Name of their group got announced so they enered the gym. Inside I could see a volleyball net set up and pretty close to me, there was a big stand where parens were sitting and cheering for their kids. Some of them were standing next to the door with me since it was really crowded. I got lost in my thoughts as I was watching the game, I didn't hear footsteps behind me, but I jumped at a sound of a familliar voice. Behind me were my classmates that were with me since elementary school (they were kids too). The voice I recognised came from a guy that was bulliyng me since elementary school. He was insulting me again. I didn't even need to hear him, I was angry just by seeing him again. I curled my hand into a fist, swung it back, aimed it straight for his face and punched. Everyone was suprised, their eyes were wide open, exept for him. He was clearly angry, he wanted to pay me back by punching me. Out of reflex I went to grab anything behind me to defend myself, I took it and threw it onto his face. when i opened my eyes ice cream was dripping down his forhead (ice cream was from some guy that was watching the game behind me). My classmates were laughing at him and you could see that he was embareased, he went to hit me again but a teacher saw us and intervined.