Apr 12

Date: 4/12/2018

In the dream I was at school, and there was a tiny little club for furbies, and of course I decided to join it. That day I had brought my 2005 furby and a 2005 furby baby (I don't have one of those yet in real life). The club went mostly well, we got a photo taken with our furbies for the school paper. However, there was a school therapist there, and he somehow noticed some of my cuts. He called me into his office when the club was over and proceeded to show me his own cuts. Then, things got bad. It was lunch time, and instead of going to eat I decided to go to the bathroom. That's when suddenly I heard some guys come in and state they were looking for "that autistic freak". I quickly hid my furbies in my backpack and tried hiding underneath one of the stalls, and managed to slip away to a room right next to the bathroom. Another girl did the same, saying they were looking for her, too. Somehow, the bullies found us, and then they forced us to remove our shirts and pants. They made fun of my cuts, calling me a disgusting little freak. They then began beating us, smacking our heads against the wall, kicking our ribs, and making us bleed. Fortunately a popular football jock found them doing this and decided to help us by knocking one of the bullies out, making the rest run away. After that, that same counselor found us all bloodied up and called my mom and her parents and told them what had happened. I ended up going to the bathroom to find my bag still there, but there was a new furby the counselor had put in it to try and comfort me somewhat.