I saw my father rushing upstairs too. Heavy, ragged breaths, messed up hair, and his iconic suit. What the hell? someone needs to be joking around with me i swear.
I followed my principle downstairs. Passing by the auditorium, the amphitheater, the 2nd and 3rd grade classes, until i reached the small square spot filled with trees and plants and a unhealthy amount of decorations, located in front of my old class. I sucked in my breath as i looked around. A puddle of blood. A big gigantic one. The cops were trying to wash away the dirty secret that will be kept hidden in the future.
This couldn't have been me. No way. I trailed my head towards the dripping blood. A person wrapped in a white bag, with their body dangling off the tree, and their head wrapped with the white fabric, alongside rope. They committed suicide.
It looked as if a person had just been mummified. The white cloth bag skin tight around their body, and their body packed together, straight.
"NO. THERES NO WAY A BONELESS HEAP LIKE ME COULDV'E DONE THAT. PLEASE, I WAS ONLY 2 MINUTES LATES TO CLASS. I DIDNT HAVE ANYTHING GRUDGE AGAINST HER. PLEASE. I SPENT THE WHOLE BREAK AND FREE TIME WITH MY FRIENDS, U CAN ASK THEM."
I couldn't hold it in anymore, i ran up the stairs with tears filling my eyes.
no. This isn't real. You didn't do it.no. This isn't real. You didn't do it.no. This isn't real. You didn't do it.no. This isn't real. You didn't do it.no. This isn't real. You didn't do it.no. This isn't real. You didn't do it.no. This isn't real. You didn't do it.no. This isn't real. You didn't do it.no. This isn't real. You didn't do it.no. This isn't real. You didn't do it.no. This isn't real. You didn't do it.no. This isn't real. You didn't do it.no. This isn't real. You didn't do it.
My friends managed to catch up behind me. I didn't care, not after what i had just seen. I barged open the door, screaming and breaking down. The students started laughing. i felt a hand on my shoulder, which turned me around. My administrator. She gave me a weird smile. Her face morphing into a weird one.
My eyes flew open, my breathes heavy and rough. It was a dream. I am still in the blank room. H-how? the school, the students, the teachers, EVERYONE T-THEY LOOKED LIKE AS IF IT WERE REAL.....NO. NO! MY SCHOOL, THE SETTING, IT ALL SEEMED REAL.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnMuEcKRgZy
I tried moving my hands and legs yet i couldn't. I tried for 10 seconds and finally managed to move my fingers. I got up and tried grabbing my phone, it wasnt there. What is going on!?
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ns216.73.216.192da299% of these events included in the story are based on what i have experienced. (dreams)
