Splash of Vodka

Bad Dream

The voices get louder the farther I walk, the corridors of my high school seeming to go on forever.

"You're so ugly, Julie!"

"I've never seen someone so gross!"

"I can't even stand to look at her!"

"Why are you even here!?"

"Stop it! Please, just stop!" I try to say, scream, shout, anything! Nothing comes out of my mouth but a single breath of cold air. 

The voices get louder and louder. I slam my hands against my ears, trying to make the voices go away but they're still there.

I keep running, and running. My legs feel like they're going to fall out from underneath me. My muscles ache with every step but I keep going, I need to get out of here!

As I run, an ear piercing scream comes from somewhere in the hall. The locker doors swing open and then slam shut, repeating this act as the sound carries on. I look around to see that no one is here. No one but myself and the voices.

I then realize that the scream is coming from myself. Instead of stopping, though, I continue to scream. It is the only sound that I can make, and somehow it seems to be relieving. 

My legs finally give out underneath me as I collapse to the ground, slamming my hands hard off the floor to catch myself. Tears spring from my eyes. I just want this to end. 

"Please!" I beg. "Please, someone make this stop! I can't take it anymore!" The voices become louder, forcing me to shut my eyes and mouth. I silently wish for someone to take me out of this hell corridor. Something grabs my shoulders from behind me, shaking me. I turn to look behind me, but everything turns dark. The voices stop, the tears have dried, as silence fills the air.  

***

I wake up to someone shaking me, I can feel the dry tears staining my face. As I sit up, I open my eyes once again and am relieved to be back in my room. Noticing someone's presence, I turn to my side and see my best friend Carter sitting there, her arms drooping lazily in her lap.

"Are you okay?" She questions, sadness and worry in her eyes.

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Hey loves! I know it's short, but it is just a small introduction to the story. Who is Julie and why did she have this dream? 

Q: why was Julie not able to speak?

A: it's a symbol of how she felt when put in front of her bullies. 

In high school, there are the popular kids. And those who are "nothing". Because she wasn't popular, or pretty, she felt she couldn't stand up for herself. And unfortunately, this is an issue in any school.

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