•chapter 13• the dream.

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Foreshadowing

"Hello?" My voice echos throughout the empty hallways.
But there's no answer. Just the quiet space, I look around again but I'm unable to move. I look down and my feet, they're stuck. I can wiggle my toes and feel them move under my shoes. But when I tell my body to take a step..

It refuses.

I don't think much of it, which in the situation it's a bit concerning. But when I look up again, I see her.

She looks like a clown, she could be. Her hair is on two ponytails on the side. Her whole hair is red. Eyes blue and staring back at me, her face is creepy. How can I look at it?

A microphone in her hand and I look at her clothes, she is a clown. "Who are you?" I don't recognize her at all.

Her face moves..it stares at me as it's body faces the other way, then slowly moves to the front aligning with its head. Her head is focused on me. Slowly it's eyes go back which is terrifying, then.. a claw comes out of its stomach holding ice cream.

I reach for it but then I finally notice I am not...me?

I blink.

I flinch to find myself hiding behind a wall, I peak over the edge to see someone else standing where I was. But, it was Elizabeth?

My eyes widened as she was the one, reaching for the ice cream. I turned my head and then looked back to see she was gone, but before I can see anything else or observe the whole situation. I jump back, and run off. Who am I? And what did I see?

I ran through a hallway and it was a long, long, hallway. Then I jump back, someone scared me. Someone in a Foxy mask, Michael? But he just laughs as I say nothing but cry. It's not even that scary?

Then my vision starts to blur and I feel myself get lifted and a giant huge yellow bear stands there before me. It's mouth open like it was singing. And I felt my head getting closer to it, like I was giving it a big, kiss.

I blinked again  to find myself in some, room? With a huge ... ice cream- scooper? But again I also seemed to be in a panic. Then some alarm went off, I did not like it.

Then it just- came at me?! I took a huge gasp and opened my eyes. I looked around to see the classroom and everyone listening to the teacher. My head was sweating, dripping liquid onto my journal paper, my thoughts were all over the place and I couldn't focus right.   someone nudge me and I quickly turned my head at them, "are you okay-??" Michael announced. I stare trying to figure out what just happened. "Y-yea, I'm okay.. just had a really strange dream" I mumbled so no students listened in, just Michael. "A nightmare?" He whispers back and i shake my head.

"I don't know."

Time passed and I walk out and sit at a table in the cafeteria. What the heck just happened??
I don't even eat my food, I just stare at it not knowing what to do. "Hey loser!" Mark implies laughing as he sits next to me. "..hey?" I say a bit confused at the sudden saying. "Sooo~ get you're not hungry. Great! Do you have any crushes?" He smiles kinda goofy and nervous.

The question catches me off guard and my eyes widened. "WHAT?! I- NO! WHY." I didn't mean to yell but I did- and Mark raises an eyebrow staring at me "....you do don't you-" he smirks.

"...just shut up." I sigh, "why ask?" Mark thinks and smiles. "I have, a crush on your mom. So tell me, what's her type~!" He winks raising his eyebrows up and down.

"...Go away." I glare at him as I punch his arm and he yelps, "fine fine- I was just wondering, if you like Michael." He rolls his eyes and I go to insult him but pause. "..."

He chuckles and then there silence,

"...."

"....."

"YOU LIKE MICHAEL? I MEAN WE KINDA PREDICTED BUT FR?" He announced to the whole world and I Yelp rushing to cover his mouth. "Shut up!"

He licks my hand and in disgust I yell and stumble back. "Ew! Ew! Ew!" I keep yelling rubbing my hand on the table. "Always works" mark was proud and wipes his mouth. "Just- shut up! I don't like Michael!" I hiss at him (snake) and stare at the table.

"What if I said...Michael loves you back~?"

"What?"

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