Sneak peek inside my brain

Daydream 4

I've always thought that being asleep was like entering a dark tunnel that lead to a world completely created and governed by our brain.

Yet last night, I wonder why such a dream would have surfaced...

As I opened the door at the end of the tunnel, I find myself standing in the middle of a classroom. I was a ten year old once again, going through the usual school routine.

The teacher was lecturing us over our inability to complete a simple maths problem. Frustrated with the teacher, I folded my arms and stared at the water bottle in anger, imagining myself to be shooting laser beams out from my eyes at it.

And that was when something cold seized my heart. There was a slight ripple at the surface of my water bottle! Did I really have such superpowers?

The ripples became more and more violent. The pencils sprawled all over my table started moving as well, as if they were vibrating.

CRASH

The projector dropped in the middle of the class just as a deafening siren went off. The siren that meant we had to evacuate the building. And we would have felt elated if not for the fallen projector and the announcement that soon followed after the siren.

"All staff personnels are to escort students to safety immediately in a calm and orderly manner. This is not a drill, I repeat, this is not a drill."

This is not a drill.... Those words were eerily scary. A few blockheads immediately cheered for the abrupt end of the torturous class.

"OUT OF THE CLASS, NOW! NO ONE IS TO WANDER ANYWHERE ELSE. FOLLOW MY LEAD!" The teacher screeched her order, effectively quelling the cheers.

" OUT!OUT!OUT OF THE CLASS NOW!" My teacher kept screaming.

"KEEP UP WITH ME, FASTER!"

The entire corridor was in mayhem, with panicky teachers trying their best to lead their students to safety as fast as they can.

What on earth is happening? Fear gripped my heart tightly. But by the confused looks in the eyes of my classmates, I knew they didn't know as well.

We were all running, trying desperately to keep up.

The basketball court was finally in sight, already filling up with students.

"JUST A LITTLE MORE! CLASS 6 PLEASE KEEP UP!"

was the last thing I heard before the ceiling gave way, and rather than raining cats and dogs, it was raining humans. Living breathing humans that fell with the concrete and I stood there frozen, with a scream that mingled with other ear-splitting screams...

I'm alive.... Or am I dead...