BEEP BEEP BEEP. I hit my alarm clock, 6:45. It was all a dream? Beads of sweat drip down my face as I try to grasp my reality, what happened? I hear a knock at my door, it was my Mom, she was making sure I was up.
"Are you alright? I heard tossing and turning", My Mom said.
I get out of bed and get ready to go to my first day as a freshmen. In my dream I was alot older which weirded me out, because it felt more like a memory then a dream. Could this be real? All of it? Am I still dreaming? I start to hyperventilate, the feeling of something watching me is all around.
"Hey, your Mom wants pictures of us for our first day of high school." Xavier said, he was my step brother, the cooler kid, athletic kid; the perfect kid.
"Alright, I'll be there in a second" I told him.
I walk down the hall to the restroom, the light blinds me as the heavens had opened. I look down and close my eyes, and I remember something. A distant memory, but I don't really remeber it. It's Marcus, he's.. he's dead!! I sit on the floor, him in my arms, I tear and realize, it's only in my head.
"Alright, get together" my Mom says as we take our pictures. I can't shake off what had happened in my dream. This cold, disturbing feeling returns to my body.
Xavier says "Come on, we can't miss the bus."
