The Corridor

Date: 1/17/2019

The very first thing I did was invite my 9th grade Civic teacher to a birthday party. Several hours later, he came by and we all left to the party. It was invite only so I don't really know how he got in but he did. He played with the kids because the party was for a little girl. After a few minutes of dreaming about a party, it got switched out to a school who had a bunch of haunted rooms. I was with two other people named Red and Yellow. We could see the dead people. We knew how they looked and acted but nobody else did. At This particular day, we were trying to get into a very hard-to-get-into room. Red mysteriously disappeared so me and Yellow were left to get the door open. I was the brute force of the team and Yellow was the lockmaster; they were passcode keys. I saw some people in the hall when they shouldn't be and thought it was a group that belonged to the haunted corridor. I shouted for them to wait and even ran after them but when I got to the regular corridor I realized they were normal. Paranoia started to snap at me when I ran back. Who was real? What was real? Who are the right people!? I stopped and started to panic, holding my head in my hands and sobbing about fake people.