George awoke with a headache.
He looked around for a second... but everything looked weird.
The clock was moving and eventually got up and went out of the room, George then realized that he was in a classroom- and a weird one at that.
The student's looked like monsters, one of them having an EYE instead of a head like something out of a fever dream.
He didn't know how he got here; he soon came to peace with the fact he might never know again.
Soon after, a woman standing at the front of the classroom yelled at the top of her lungs.
"GEORGE!! ASLEEP AGAIN?! YOU SEEM LIKE YOU NEVER GET ANY SLEEP-"
Suddenly a student raised their hand and interrupted the teacher.
They had a transgender pride flag as a head.
"He has to sleep to get here Ms. M!"
This is what truly sent George down a long trail of derealization.
He wondered if he might be asleep, dead, or maybe in a coma.
But disrupting his thoughts he was tapped on the shoulder.
As he turned around to see the most colours he's ever seen!
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet!
He's never seen anything like this before.
His heart skipped a beat.
"George, pay attention to Ms. M or you'll get in trouble..."
George seemed to stare deep into their pity-filled eyes and turned back around to the front of the class.
"If this is a lucid dream or something like that then I'll just go along with it"
he seemed to smile in his head just at the thought of the colourful person, he'd never seen such beautiful colours like that.
Not the rainbows.
Not much.
Just blue and yellow mostly.
If George was being honest, he felt like he's felt like this before.
"GEORGE!"
"Yes Miss?!"
"What did I just say?!"
Truth is George had no idea what happened.
It was like he could only hear his thoughts.
Like he was trapped in his own mind for a couple of seconds.
George thought for a split second before Miss. M interrupted him.
"Well??"
"You said my name- George."
The entire class looked at George then back at the teacher. Everyone was surprised like no one had ever stood up to the teacher before, he's heard this tune before so he knew this is what happened.
George felt proud.
He held his chin up and crossed his arms.
"Mhm. You said George. In a rather rude tone too, so mind that I say"
The teacher looked taken aback.
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HorrorGeorge sees through a filtered lens. made by the little person in his head. Or maybe people? There's a ton of secrets 🤫 to find them out you should use the wingdings translator. It's actually pretty obvious- If you wanna understand it more you sh...
