Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Must Have Been Trippin'
For the most part, all of the dreams I have that revolve around school are nightmares, or at least not the happiest of dreams. But on Monday night, my dream was...gorgeous. I swear to God, it was like I was tripping or something. I was at school, but every classroom was painted with bright colors and seemed to vibrate rhythmically, as if the school itself had a pulse. I would have figured it to be a video game-esque dream, but I've had one of those before, and although it might have looked like that, it certainly didn't feel like that. My morning classes consisted of sunset colors: pink, orange, yellow(ish), and a little bit of red. After fourth period, I had gym (like I normally do), so I went to the locker room, which was dark and small. Instead of a large room, there was a thin hallway and I could see my gym teacher hunched over her desk like a dead cockroach in her office. I made the impulsive decision to skip gym and left through the entrance, emerging between the commons and the senior lounge. I was surprised to see that the hallway, usually vibrant and alive, was bleak, as if the hallways shut themselves down when classes were in session. I turned into C hall, hoping to find Kinnari in the spanish classroom, even though I have spanish with her and I don't know why I'd be looking for her in there. But sometimes dreams don't make any sense like that. Although the school seemed dead, I got down on my hands and knees and began to crawl along the floor in hopes of avoiding being caught. When I was reaching B hall, I heard and noise behind me and turned to see Mr. Pijar, the dean of students...except he was a dog. He sort of reminded of the dog/man thing in The Shining (not the movie; I mean the way I pictured it in the book) because he had a dog's body, but his facce clearly resembled a human. He had tan fur, much like the little bit of hair he has on his head, with dark and floppy ears. I froze for a second, thinking he was going to scold me, but instead he started walking by my side, asking how I was doing and what was u
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