Date: 5/27/2018
By ace200
Honestly, with all the school shootings, I’m not surprised I keep having dreams like this. I’m scared my school will be attacked. I remember I was walking to an AP class meeting to get summer work for next year, but I had to move very slowly because it was like the air turned into water and I couldn’t move. The lights were also all dimmed, as if school was over. As I was approaching the classroom, a bus came to drop of a bunch of elementary kids for some reason. During the AP meeting, we heard chanting that sounded like “Tika tika mum boo,” in very deep, male voices. Somehow I knew this was bad. On the news, it seemed a cult of teenage boys was going around the country and ambushing schools. That was their special chant. The chanting was getting louder and closer as an announcement from the principal went over the loudspeaker, saying we were being ambushed and needed to hide or flee. The chanting was too close for us to flee, so we hid in the gym, in the dark, with some basketball players that had to stop their practice. I sat with my friends CB and KP, my heart racing. The elementary kids came with us, scared to death that we were going to die. Luckily, the chanting got close, but then quieted as it went away. We all relaxed and fled.