Date: 5/30/2019
By moonchild957
I can't remember specifically which friends we're with me, but I know I cared about them. It taken place in school which everyone else was there, but no one seem interested to help us. We were picked off, one by one, seeing only items the previous person had. Having us known they were gone. First it was a jacket we found, then a pocket mirror, a shoe, piece of newspaper. My anxiety grew as my assumptions of them dead were a reality in the dream. We kept running. By now it was only me and a girl, we hid in the girl's room and safe to say, left our two friends to deal with the murderer on their own. We heard the screams and begs of them but we kept running, all the way to the back of the school. I meet my art teachers to let me in, that's when I see the time, only an hour til school lets out. My friend and I lay low and wait, staying quiet. But it seems I wouldn't make it to the bell. The murderer made his way to the back of the art room. As if he already knew where I was. No way to escape, no windows to climb through, no second door. I looked around, heart racing, hands growing clammy. When I did everyone was gone. They left. Then the door opened and I was met with a very tall man holding the belonging of the girl that was with me. It was a hair clip she wore. Soon enough he motioned towards me and slowly clipped it in my hair. I freeze and only stare at him, he stared back through the mask he wore. When my heart felt like it was going to burst the lights in the room suddenly went out. I never did make it to the bell.