Dream Story
I had a dream...
It starts off. I'm getting a ride from work to school and I'm getting scolded. The sun is just coming out and school is way out of town in a fancy neighborhood. Everything is clean and perfect, the houses, the stores, the lawns, the streets. It's early October. I can tell because of the colors of the trees, and the temperature outside. The trees are big, the grass is a deep green. The streets are windy with big open spaces in them as if someone took lakes and ponds and made them into ass-fault.
Asshole drops me off in the back of the school, it's the beginning of 9th grade and I head to the door with my head phones on. Immediately a guy says something to me from my right side as he stands around a group of people. He's talking shit but I ignore him because I'm still high and in a uncaring almost blissful mood.
I walk down a short flight of stairs to the basement, I'm heading to the principles office. To my right there is a big wooden brown door with smoked glass that you can only see light and shadows through, to my left there is another door just like it, I walk through it. The walls look tan and yellowish. The hallways are very wide and not so tall.
The hallways are about 10 feet wide and 8 feet tall. There are no doors on the left and two light yellow damaged kitchen doors connected to each other on my right, two big wooden doors with smoke glass connected to each other in front of me. I walk passed the kitchen doors through the big wooden doors and there are four doors to the right of me spaced out, 15 feet, 10 feet, 15 feet, 20 feet, then there is a wall with one big wooden door with no window on it in front of me.
I'm walking and someone comes out the last door on my right, it's a heavy set woman about 55 years old, 160 pound's, 5'7. I notice she is the principle and say something to her, we go in her office and she sits me down.
Right off the bat she's scolding me. She's telling me she will not tolerate my poor grades and fighting in her school. She's read my record and she doesn't like it.
I head to class and up the stairs.
The classes up stairs are old fashioned, the walls are gray and the tables are big wooden and black. The windows are huge and only on the right side of me, the sun is shining in but not directly on me.
I wake up and its almost pitch black in my room, the only light is coming from my VCR screen, the characters are green and old 90s style. My stereo and CD player are newer and have blue characters on LCD screens. I can make out a mess on the floor, a mattress lays near one of the door ways and there's Xbox stuff on the mattress.
I get another ride to school and go back down the stairs and through the big wooden door but this time i go into the kitchen. Immediately there is a door to my left and a big table about one foot off to the right of the door I had just walked through and three feet in front of me.
The table is about 6 feet long and 4 feet high, it is a butchers table.
Kitty corner to me is a man in the corner hacking up some kind of animal body on a meat hook with a big blade, his back is to me, the animals body is in the corner of the room. I take a knife off the table and I cut his throat from behind, and start stabbing him repeatedly and slashing his body.
I wake up. It was a dream. I go to school. The school day goes by and I go home.
I have the same dream again that night but slightly different. Then I wake up and get ready for school. My room is dark again like always and there's a mess on the floor where I had gotten undressed the previous night.
A small mattress lie on the floor, with my clothes folded neatly on the mattress. One window has the shades open and it's a dark gray morning. Probably around 5am.
I get dressed and go downstairs and hop in the car. My mom is driving me today. On the way there my mom changes from my mom to the asshole, he is bitching at me about work.
On the way there the sun can be seen once in a while when the rapidly moving clouds pass by. The clouds look black and the sun is low. The neighborhood has no street lights so everything is dark, my kind of day.
I walk into school and I go downstairs again and walk into the butchers kitchen. The butcher turns around and says hi. He goes back to work.
I sneak up behind him and grab the giant blade out of his hands, he lets go with no struggle surprisingly and I slit his throat, this time I'm facing him. His eyes are open wide but he wont die.
I take a giant slice at the back of his neck and he falls on his knees. It's a mess but I don't get any blood on me. As quick as I can I walk out of the butchers kitchen and take a right through the big wooden doors with the four doors inside. I'm going to kill everyone in them starting with the principle.
A pretty woman walks out of the third door to my right. She's a white woman, about 30, thin, dressed in a black skirt, tarnished shoes and a leather coat. He black hair is combed back and she smiles as she walks up to me. I'm wearing black khaki Dickies, a gray sweater and a black thin khaki's coat.
I turn around ( I'm heading in the same direction she is heading) to make sure she doesn't go into the butchers kitchen. If she does, I'm going to kill her. I've talked to this woman before, she's the school counselor but I don't recall her name.
I have the same big long knife I used to kill the butcher in my deep right pocket, with the handle of the blade sticking out but covered by my coat. I walk with a straight leg and cover my hip (where the handle is) as to not give away that I have a big bowie knife in my pocket. I think she notices it and she puts her arm around my waist as to give me a friendly hug but to really double check but I politely push her hand away making sure it doesn't go anywhere near the knife.
We start talking to each other and I walk with her as we walk passed the stairs leading outside to the back of the building and through the other big wooden doors. I haven't been this way before. We walk about twenty yards out another set of doors and outside.
She is asking me questions about home and I sense she knows I have a knife. I predict she's going to try to be my friend and talk me out of killing anyone, she doesn't know I have and I wont give up now, I've come too far to just turn myself in with only one lousy kill. I'm not angry, I am actually really relaxed, almost as if I were high on weed. Back in 9th grade I did that practically every morning.
The day was beautiful, it was cool and a little windy like an October day. About 75 degrees and it was dark, almost as if it were 8pm instead of 6 am. But it was more than that we could see the black clouds moving across the sky in the huge open lot down the road, with big giant oak trees in the grass and open lots all over the windy roads.
We're walking and she reaches around me again and this time I'm almost sure she felt the handle of the blade before I realized where her hand was and pushed it away. She fooled me because she had rested her head on my shoulder and I'm I turn into a sucker when girls do that. I don't want to kill her here, not here in the open.
She suddenly seemed to turn really interested in me almost as if she thought I was cool now, and more than just an interesting boy to talk to on our walk. I think the knife played a part.
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I'm getting a little paranoid and confused. Maybe she's trying to make me think shes sexually attracted in an attempt to thwart my attempts at harming anyone. Maybe she thinks I'm a troubled teenager and she likes it.
We are about half way around the block and there is another school door to our left, I want to get her in a secluded area as quick as possible, to either have sex with this attractive woman, or kill her, maybe both. I haven't decided which I'll do first at this point. We walk inside and the lights are out in this hallway, its dark but the lights come through a door as an old lady opens it.
The counselor's arm is around me and mine around her, we were just turning and my coat was open. The old lady is started and drops her books. The counselor walks to her, probably to reassure her that everything is OK and she didn't just have her arm around a students body. She doesn't realize until she looks at me that I have pulled out a giant bowie knife, ready to kill the old lady for seeing my knife.
The counselor says sternly, rather loudly "put that away" and I realize she knew I had the knife but I still don't know how she felt about it other than she didn't want me to hurt anyone.
The counselor rushes towards me, closing the door behind the startled old lady and orders me to come to her office, I had put the knife back in my pocket at this point. Then I look up and I see a frightened girl clinging to the floor on the walk way above me. I pull out my knife and start walking towards the steps to kill the girl before she can tell anyone, then the old lady, then the counselor.
But before I could the counselor screams, I turn around to silence the counselor after thinking she's definitely not going to fuck me anymore when she rushes through a set of big wooden doors, these ones don't have smoke glass. The lights go out, I hear glass break, someone turns on the lights in another window to my right, children scream, the sound of a grinder starts up very loud like its cutting through bone. Words on the window can be read and they're black and red because blood is all over the window as the light passes through it.
I start panicking. Not because someone found the dead butcher. But because I had only killed one person so far and now it was gonna be difficult to kill everyone.
Also in my second dream about killing the butcher, after the first dream about killing the butcher. The butcher was a crazy person who came back from the dead and hacked me apart, and so much of my dream had gone far already that I was starting to think that my other dream was an apparition of what was to come.
Then I wake up, feeling dirty from dried sweat on my forehead.
THE END.
It starts off. I'm getting a ride from work to school and I'm getting scolded. The sun is just coming out and school is way out of town in a fancy neighborhood. Everything is clean and perfect, the houses, the stores, the lawns, the streets. It's early October. I can tell because of the colors of the trees, and the temperature outside. The trees are big, the grass is a deep green. The streets are windy with big open spaces in them as if someone took lakes and ponds and made them into ass-fault.
Asshole drops me off in the back of the school, it's the beginning of 9th grade and I head to the door with my head phones on. Immediately a guy says something to me from my right side as he stands around a group of people. He's talking shit but I ignore him because I'm still high and in a uncaring almost blissful mood.
I walk down a short flight of stairs to the basement, I'm heading to the principles office. To my right there is a big wooden brown door with smoked glass that you can only see light and shadows through, to my left there is another door just like it, I walk through it. The walls look tan and yellowish. The hallways are very wide and not so tall.
The hallways are about 10 feet wide and 8 feet tall. There are no doors on the left and two light yellow damaged kitchen doors connected to each other on my right, two big wooden doors with smoke glass connected to each other in front of me. I walk passed the kitchen doors through the big wooden doors and there are four doors to the right of me spaced out, 15 feet, 10 feet, 15 feet, 20 feet, then there is a wall with one big wooden door with no window on it in front of me.
I'm walking and someone comes out the last door on my right, it's a heavy set woman about 55 years old, 160 pound's, 5'7. I notice she is the principle and say something to her, we go in her office and she sits me down.
Right off the bat she's scolding me. She's telling me she will not tolerate my poor grades and fighting in her school. She's read my record and she doesn't like it.
I head to class and up the stairs.
The classes up stairs are old fashioned, the walls are gray and the tables are big wooden and black. The windows are huge and only on the right side of me, the sun is shining in but not directly on me.
I wake up and its almost pitch black in my room, the only light is coming from my VCR screen, the characters are green and old 90s style. My stereo and CD player are newer and have blue characters on LCD screens. I can make out a mess on the floor, a mattress lays near one of the door ways and there's Xbox stuff on the mattress.
I get another ride to school and go back down the stairs and through the big wooden door but this time i go into the kitchen. Immediately there is a door to my left and a big table about one foot off to the right of the door I had just walked through and three feet in front of me.
The table is about 6 feet long and 4 feet high, it is a butchers table.
Kitty corner to me is a man in the corner hacking up some kind of animal body on a meat hook with a big blade, his back is to me, the animals body is in the corner of the room. I take a knife off the table and I cut his throat from behind, and start stabbing him repeatedly and slashing his body.
I wake up. It was a dream. I go to school. The school day goes by and I go home.
I have the same dream again that night but slightly different. Then I wake up and get ready for school. My room is dark again like always and there's a mess on the floor where I had gotten undressed the previous night.
A small mattress lie on the floor, with my clothes folded neatly on the mattress. One window has the shades open and it's a dark gray morning. Probably around 5am.
I get dressed and go downstairs and hop in the car. My mom is driving me today. On the way there my mom changes from my mom to the asshole, he is bitching at me about work.
On the way there the sun can be seen once in a while when the rapidly moving clouds pass by. The clouds look black and the sun is low. The neighborhood has no street lights so everything is dark, my kind of day.
I walk into school and I go downstairs again and walk into the butchers kitchen. The butcher turns around and says hi. He goes back to work.
I sneak up behind him and grab the giant blade out of his hands, he lets go with no struggle surprisingly and I slit his throat, this time I'm facing him. His eyes are open wide but he wont die.
I take a giant slice at the back of his neck and he falls on his knees. It's a mess but I don't get any blood on me. As quick as I can I walk out of the butchers kitchen and take a right through the big wooden doors with the four doors inside. I'm going to kill everyone in them starting with the principle.
A pretty woman walks out of the third door to my right. She's a white woman, about 30, thin, dressed in a black skirt, tarnished shoes and a leather coat. He black hair is combed back and she smiles as she walks up to me. I'm wearing black khaki Dickies, a gray sweater and a black thin khaki's coat.
I turn around ( I'm heading in the same direction she is heading) to make sure she doesn't go into the butchers kitchen. If she does, I'm going to kill her. I've talked to this woman before, she's the school counselor but I don't recall her name.
I have the same big long knife I used to kill the butcher in my deep right pocket, with the handle of the blade sticking out but covered by my coat. I walk with a straight leg and cover my hip (where the handle is) as to not give away that I have a big bowie knife in my pocket. I think she notices it and she puts her arm around my waist as to give me a friendly hug but to really double check but I politely push her hand away making sure it doesn't go anywhere near the knife.
We start talking to each other and I walk with her as we walk passed the stairs leading outside to the back of the building and through the other big wooden doors. I haven't been this way before. We walk about twenty yards out another set of doors and outside.
She is asking me questions about home and I sense she knows I have a knife. I predict she's going to try to be my friend and talk me out of killing anyone, she doesn't know I have and I wont give up now, I've come too far to just turn myself in with only one lousy kill. I'm not angry, I am actually really relaxed, almost as if I were high on weed. Back in 9th grade I did that practically every morning.
The day was beautiful, it was cool and a little windy like an October day. About 75 degrees and it was dark, almost as if it were 8pm instead of 6 am. But it was more than that we could see the black clouds moving across the sky in the huge open lot down the road, with big giant oak trees in the grass and open lots all over the windy roads.
We're walking and she reaches around me again and this time I'm almost sure she felt the handle of the blade before I realized where her hand was and pushed it away. She fooled me because she had rested her head on my shoulder and I'm I turn into a sucker when girls do that. I don't want to kill her here, not here in the open.
She suddenly seemed to turn really interested in me almost as if she thought I was cool now, and more than just an interesting boy to talk to on our walk. I think the knife played a part.
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I'm getting a little paranoid and confused. Maybe she's trying to make me think shes sexually attracted in an attempt to thwart my attempts at harming anyone. Maybe she thinks I'm a troubled teenager and she likes it.
We are about half way around the block and there is another school door to our left, I want to get her in a secluded area as quick as possible, to either have sex with this attractive woman, or kill her, maybe both. I haven't decided which I'll do first at this point. We walk inside and the lights are out in this hallway, its dark but the lights come through a door as an old lady opens it.
The counselor's arm is around me and mine around her, we were just turning and my coat was open. The old lady is started and drops her books. The counselor walks to her, probably to reassure her that everything is OK and she didn't just have her arm around a students body. She doesn't realize until she looks at me that I have pulled out a giant bowie knife, ready to kill the old lady for seeing my knife.
The counselor says sternly, rather loudly "put that away" and I realize she knew I had the knife but I still don't know how she felt about it other than she didn't want me to hurt anyone.
The counselor rushes towards me, closing the door behind the startled old lady and orders me to come to her office, I had put the knife back in my pocket at this point. Then I look up and I see a frightened girl clinging to the floor on the walk way above me. I pull out my knife and start walking towards the steps to kill the girl before she can tell anyone, then the old lady, then the counselor.
But before I could the counselor screams, I turn around to silence the counselor after thinking she's definitely not going to fuck me anymore when she rushes through a set of big wooden doors, these ones don't have smoke glass. The lights go out, I hear glass break, someone turns on the lights in another window to my right, children scream, the sound of a grinder starts up very loud like its cutting through bone. Words on the window can be read and they're black and red because blood is all over the window as the light passes through it.
I start panicking. Not because someone found the dead butcher. But because I had only killed one person so far and now it was gonna be difficult to kill everyone.
Also in my second dream about killing the butcher, after the first dream about killing the butcher. The butcher was a crazy person who came back from the dead and hacked me apart, and so much of my dream had gone far already that I was starting to think that my other dream was an apparition of what was to come.
Then I wake up, feeling dirty from dried sweat on my forehead.
THE END.