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Doze off

Laney walked through the field, waist deep in lavender flowers, their trademark fragrance hung in the air like a curtain of reassurance. Laney felt so tired and warn down, wearing nothing but a oversized white shirt, her feet getting torn up by the unforgiving rocks and sticks that abide under the masquerade of flowers. Laney ever so slightly felt the wind pick up, and soon gray clouds flooded the skies, hiding the smiling sun behind a mask of rainclouds. The clouds poured cold tears upon the field, hydrating the purple pasture.
Laney woke up a bit, and stared straight ahead feeling a strong tug of paranoia, anxiety overcame everything. Fearful and painful thoughts clouding her mind, she began breathing heavily, realizing she didn't recognize anything, she didn't feel like she was in her own body, she didn't know who she was, where she was. Everything began to become overwhelming. Laney, through the panic she was in, felt something behind her. She froze, tears streaking down her eyes, she couldn't speak, she couldn't scream for help, she was hopeless.
Laney, with her remaining strength, turned around to see a large shadowy figure approaching her. It was a big, foggy, thin looking man, that cut off at the torso, it had large elk-like antlers that branched off its head. It had no mouth, just big white eyes, and big wolf like ears. This... 'Monster' had long, skinny arms with large, claw looking fingers, and it continued to her.
Laney, out of instinct, bolted in the opposite direction, the once comforting lavender tore and her arms trying to grab her. The flowers turned to black roses, thrashing spikes at her feet and arms, slicing through her skin like scissors to paper. No blood seeped out, though she looked at her hands, large gashes in her palms showed galaxies and stars, she looked at her arms and saw the same. "What's happening?!" She screamed in her head. Laney took one more look behind her, and that's when it grabbed her. Its cold fingers sufficated her, she felt like her lungs were contracting, trying to salvage the last bit of oxygen it had left. She thrashed and kicked and tried to scream as best she could, but no words came out.
Laney jumped awake, peering around her algebra classroom. She sighed in relief. "Thank god it was a dream... But it felt so real..." she stared down at her notes and noticed the same figure from her dream scribbled on her notebook. "What... How?" She whispered rubbing her eyes. Soon the terrifying drawing became a jumble of math notes and equations. Laney rubbed her head and ran her fingers through her brunette hair in stress.
"This is crazy" she thought, looking around the room again. The teacher wasn't in the room, but all the students were, but everyone was so quiet it was unreal. Laney looked over to the boy next to her, Danny. "Hey, where did Mr. Henry go?" She whispered, meeting his tired gaze. "I don't know, but who cares? Class will be over in 8 minutes." He whispered, staring back down at his phone.

Laney looked at the clock, "Jeez, did I sleep through the whole class....shit." she signed deeply and shook her head. "Fantastic" she whispered quietly.

The class began packing up and all hell broke loose. Boys were laughing obnoxiously, girls where a bit more collected.

Megan, the girl in front of Laney, turned around "During class, can you please keep you feet to yourself? Its so annoying when you kick my seat." She glared, crossing her arms. "Yeah, sorry, it won't happen again" she smiled shyly, collecting her stuff. "It better not" she hissed, flipping her hair and staring at Laney in annoyance. "I said I was sorry, what else do you want me to do, kiss your shoes?" The bell rang and Laney bolted out of the class room. These, 'dreams'... well nightmares at that, were reoccurring. What did it mean? Who was that figure that seems to haunt her everyday life, and why? Laney's thoughts were interrupted as she collided with another student. "Shit, sorry!" He said, giving her a sympathetic look. Laney had never seen him before, he was a pale boy with longer, almost dirty blonde hair, and bags under his eyes. "No...no its fine, I'm sorry I should have been paying attention" She again ran her hands through he messy hair in panic. Their was a long awkward pause as the two just stared at each other.