My dream/ shifting journal

Saturday 15th July 2023

I start off sitting in class, regular class, nothing eventful as per usual. But I'm getting bored so I leave my classroom and desire to explore the woods at the back of my school.

I get there, it's dark, foggy and overall humid and rainy, but it's cold and damp (a place I don't particularly want to be). So I leave, and I head back to my school. When I reach the pavement that leads to all of my classrooms, my teacher, Mrs Johnson (I don't have a teacher called that LMAO) comes up to me and shoves me to the floor, but I get really angry and punch her in the face and when she's on the floor I start kicking her.

I go back to lesson, trying to forget what just happened, but then over the school speakers I hear "Will the person with the round, flat, smooth face come to my office. You know who you are, the one with the really square head, cuboid cranium?"

And next to me I see a boy with a quite square head sigh in defeat and annoyance, and then stand up to leave the class. He leaves the class, and then slams the door behind him.

Wow. He must know what he's done wrong if he's that annoyed at the teacher.

Class continues as normal, until I hear "Can (my dead name) go to the head of years office. NOW."

Picking up my bag, and putting my pencils back into my pencil case, I put my stuff into my badg and leave. As I step the through the door I look back to see the rest of my class stare at me in awe trying to find out what I did so wrong to make the teacher that pissed off.

I get to the office and sit down in a chair, where Mrs Johnson (oh my god no no I don't want to be hereeee) stares back at me covered in bandages.

"I suppose you know why you're here."

I look at her and she's not happy.

I try to reply but my mouth won't let me, so I sigh instead.

"DO NOT GIVE ME ATTITUDE!"

I just look up at her and I can't speak so instead I just cry.

"Don't give me that, look at me! You practically jumped on me and attacked me!"

Instead of trying to reply I just leave.

As I walk to my next class, a group of girls are my my way, congregating and talking about something I can't make out, and then I hear "Mrs Johnson" brought up. When they realize that I heard then talk about her they look at me, and ask "wait were you pushed over by her as well?"

I nod in response.

"Oh my god really? What a bitch" one replies.

"I think we should fake our deaths so that we can can find out why she's doing this." Another girl giggles, in a half joking, half "wait that's not a bad idea" way.

I nod at her, implying that we should.

We go to the sports hall to collect gymnastics mats to cushion our fall when we jump, but one of the girls says "are you sure we can pull this off?", Yet nobody satisfies her with a reply and just continues moving the mats.

So.. we climb to a tall ledge, making sure people in the classrooms next to us can see us standing there through the window. The four girls jump one by one, thudding when they hit the mats. Without hesitation I follow, making sure that I flip upside down and when I hit the floor I land on my back.

(After that I can't remember what happened, but it just cuts off there)