All My Friends Are Dead

Date: 7/29/2019

I had a nightmare in which it started with me having to go to a week or so long school thing for people who were committed for mental issues. Well then on the sixth day my friends, classmates, and I broke out because we were being treated horribly. Well I told my mom and the school called her to let her know I broke out with a bunch of other kids. I showered and we went up there the next day for a conference. Well they fired our teacher a reorganized our seating arrangement. I had to sit behind my old high school crush Peter, but at this point we were friends again. Well they were going to make us all go on this group simulator in my high school auditorium, only it wasn’t the auditorium from my high school. As we were walking in from the last class walking out paramedics were there. Three boys had been killed during the simulator. Somehow one of them was Peter. The first one I noticed was my friend Diego on the floor and then slumped in a chair was my other friend Marco. We were all sullen and terrified and so they had us go home instead. When we exited we exited into a Movie Theater Lobby. Some others with me went to see a movie and I went to find a place to wait for my stepdad to come pick me up. I walked through downtown and to a first Starbucks but decided not to go in. Then I eventually reached a McCalliester’s by my house. I still did not go in as I saw an ambulance and a windowless van. Somehow I knew they had my friends’ bodies in them. So I kept walking an a security guard watched me as I walked past the mortuary that was to my right. I smiled at him with that white people passing by smile and kept going. Every time I stopped I texted my older sister to let her know where I was. Finally I came to a Starbucks which appeared to be downtown again and went in. I asked them for a Venti water (because it’s free) and asked what pastries they had left. The barista chick said all the stuff on display was fake and they had *garbled noises* left. I was too nervous to ask her to repeat herself so I asked for just whatever they chose for me. They pulled out this card machine with a chip reader and pulled out this card and tried to convince me about how great they are. I went outside to fetch my purse which for whatever reason I left on a bench outside the door. Three guys my age on a softball team sat in the corner talking and smiling. I told the barista I only had cash, no card. I also discovered some cash in my wallet was limited edition rare cash (that never really existed) such as a six dollar bill with James Madison on it. She said they were out of cash (for change I guess) and I had to use card. I was now sad so I just took my water and sat by a tv while it started to rain and then texted my sister my location. Then I woke up.