31 Days, 31 Memories - Day 3
3. High School
Junior year of high school I took physics with a teacher who looked like a celebrity I had a crush on. He was a sci fi buff and read my long Star Trek fanfic with great interest, so we had forged a bit of a bond. Just before Christmas vacation I had a vivid dream that he broke into my best friend’s house and raped her while I hid under her bed. I woke up shaking, arrived at school feeling nauseous, and seriously considered skipping class when the thought of facing him brought the dream back with a visceral rush.
I didn’t skip, choosing practicality over melodrama, but I never told my friend exactly what happened in the dream either.
Junior year of high school I took physics with a teacher who looked like a celebrity I had a crush on. He was a sci fi buff and read my long Star Trek fanfic with great interest, so we had forged a bit of a bond. Just before Christmas vacation I had a vivid dream that he broke into my best friend’s house and raped her while I hid under her bed. I woke up shaking, arrived at school feeling nauseous, and seriously considered skipping class when the thought of facing him brought the dream back with a visceral rush.
I didn’t skip, choosing practicality over melodrama, but I never told my friend exactly what happened in the dream either.