VarrhenSpecter

It first started back at the adult school I'm currently attending. It was around 10:00 in the morning when I was standing next to a wall in front of the school. Me and a few other boys were looking around to see if there were any other people trying to attack us. We stood together as people were walking around the school.

There were a group of boys who passed us. They were teenage boys looking for trouble. Lucky for us we also had a group just in case one of them attacked. It's not something that would happen in waking life. The group of boys walked over to the side of the school, next to the road, and we watched them to see if they were staring at us or giving off any unusual attention.

I never hang around with anyone in reality. Something a few minutes later occurred. There was a man in front of the school, an old man who looked to be around 50 years old. He pulled out a gun a few seconds later and started shooting up the school. Everyone was running scared, even my group. The first moment I heard the shots, I ran back to a thin alley way behind me. I ran as fast as I could. While running I thought about the possibility that this could be the last day I'd live. I followed the people in front of me. We all ran the same direction and as I was running I only thought about the fear that this shooter is coming after us. My only goal was to get the hell out of there as fast as possible!

It started to rain right after we left school property. It was also gloomy and depressing as we were running for our live. Me and the rest already knew where to go but we had to make sure we didn't run in to the shooter. We came across a few homes and apartment buildings around the area. At one point, we did see the shooter again and when we did, I knew I was the one he was most interested in. The dream was over when I was about to enter an upstairs apartment building.

It was a sunny day. It was supposed to be a calm day here at the farms. Me and the rest of my child development class were going to be taught outside a farm house out in the middle of nowhere. Everyone was just arriving to class.

I wasn't paying to much attention to the surroundings but I did notice a farm home right in front of the class. I never seen anyone come out of it. It was a really lonely area and the only people I saw there were classmates from the child development class I just took.

I walked towards the classmates as they were having their early morning talks together. I noticed a couple people. They were Brandy and Susan(I didn't pay too much attention to the rest). I didn't see a teacher at the time, I'm assuming she's late too. However, something bad happened. I had an assault rifle on me. I was carrying it in my hands. I walked up to one of the classmates in front of my and started firing. At first, I thought it was tragic, but then it looked more like Call of Duty when I was aiming down the cross hairs shooting them.

That was it.

After playing Just Cause 2 early in the morning, I had a dream about it. I don't much from it, most of what I remember was being on the ground.

I landed on an airway and was getting shot at by people on the other side. I was going in alone, so I felt outnumbered. Most of the people shooting me never weren't very precise with their guns but there was one person who did shoot at a long distance. After that person shot me, the bullets coming at me scared me. The enemy was looking straight at me and as I saw them aiming their guns, I tried to dodge them quickly by running. It was no longer a game.

I made my way past the airway and followed the parking lot near it. I walked near a full set of parked cars and I saw a man coming out from one of them and immediately starts shooting me. This man was confident, if I'd let him shoot me, it would be over. I quickly dispersed and moved back. This could not stop him though. He already had someone else waiting to plan my execution.

Now instead of an airway, we appeared on a street right in front of suburban homes. I ran quickly past one of the homes but see this one man coming out of one and immediately shoots a gun out of my left hand. There was something strange about the way he pointed the gun though. He had the gun pointed down, I'm not sure if this is just his style or just a very luck shot.

The man lectured me about something but all I thought about was his pointed straight at me. This was going to be my end. I was scared of losing then. I listened to what he had to say and hoped the outcome changed. He threw the gun to the ground but after doing that, he brought out a new gun from his right pocket and begin to ready his pistol. He looked straight at me and shot me somewhere in the legs(I didn't know he even shot me). Before he killed me, I got to say something to him. I looked at him and told him, "Only pussies use guns." He looked pissed then shot me. Then I woke up.

Probably not a good way to start a year...