In Love With Your Living Nightmare

Part 1

         The  wind whirls by the classroom on this dreary day. You watch as the leaves and the trees pick up pace as the wind catches them. It's like a game of tag really. Your looking out the window hoping the ever so great taste of freedom comes soon. You check your watch still 15 minutes until the school day ends and you get sent back home to do whatever you will.  "(Y/N) pay attention for once in my class" Your teacher slams her palm against your desk. Moving your attention back into the the classroom. Your eyes flutter as the bright lights of the roo, grab your attention. The teacher returns back to teaching but you drift back out the window again watching the ever so interesting wind as it plays tag with the trees. You seemed to have lost track of time. Because the bell startles you from your windy day dream 

    You stand up and grab your book and pencil. Your legs wobble as you get balance, you stood up to fast. The hallway was loud and crowded you zip to your locker. And open it quietly humming the song of of healing from the legend of Zelda. You grab the plastic bag out of your locker and stuff your books into it. You manage to sneak out the door. You slip on your red jacket and step into the rain. The cold rain pierces your neck as you walk to your house. Humming the tune to the song of healing still. You strut your way home, you're excited. You know that one of your favorite Youtuber night mind will be uploading a new video on creepy pastas by the time you get home. 

You step in almost every puddle jumping into them and laughing at the puddles demise and you squash it. You enventually walk home. Your house is empty knowing your parents are at work you take off your shows and jacket. After you hang up your jacket you lock your front door and rush up to your computer. You slop in your computer chair and quickly type in your password. Straight to YouTube you go. "Subscriptions" you think as you click on them. You see the newest video by night mind. It's about a creepy pasta called 'Ben Drowned'. Your face curves into a huge grin. You click on the video so fast your body shaking with excitement..