I was in a classroom with 2 other people, one of them was a good friend of mine. We were in one of those classrooms that had a door that went outside. I'm not sure if i knew a school shooting was happening, or it just started just then. The other girl who was in the classroom opened the door, it looked like nicholas cruz, he had an ar-15. He spoke for 15 seconds before cocking the gun, i ran out of the door outside.
(after)
There were still people missing, people were actively coming out of the school still. I was in shock even though i had survived. Zayn came out, ems and classmates ran over to him to make sure he was okay.
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Dream Journal
General FictionFirst part of my dream journal, second part is up and running. Writing down my dreams caused by intense anxiety. Some dreams may be graphic, mature or traumatic.
