I was walking to the bathrooms at lunch. I had just gotten into a huge fight with someone, and they just told me they never wanted to see me again. They got up and left, and so did everyone else.
I was alone.
I was two feet away from the door handle when two things happened. A deafening roar coming from behind me, and the person that left me screamed.
I turned around and walked back toward them. As I trudged over the hill, the first thing i noticed was a brown thing on four legs, slowly walking to my friend. It was a lion. The lion was slowly walking towards my friend. "SOMEONE HELP!!!" but there was a large ring of kids and staff watching, too afraid to move.
Without a word I pushed past them, and stepped right between the lion and my friend. Behind me, some hissed, "You fucking retard, you're gonna get yourself killed!"
Well, that was the point now, wasn't it? I was completely alone now. Who gave a fuck? I had nothing to lose...
I shrugged, and motioned my friend to back away, and put my hands in my hoodie pocket, and let it approach me. The crowd held their breath. I shut my eyes, letting a few tears fall. The lion snarled...
I felt a soft thump on my chest. I opened my eyes. The lion was head butting me gently.
What the...
I ran my hand through its huge mane. The lion purred loudly. It got up on its hind legs and put its paws around my shoulders, and licked me. ITS GIVING ME A HUG...
I crumpled under its weight and sprawled on my back. The lion trapped me underneath it and continued licking me. At one point, I forgot about the crowd of people, and burst into tears. Why wasn't I dead? I just lost my friend. I don't want to fucking be here anymore...
The lion stopped licking me, and started making sad moaning sounds, like it was upset. I sat up. It gently nudged me and looked at me. I lost it then. I buried my face into its mane and cried for what felt like hours. When I was done, the lion licked my face again. It bumped my back and nudge me to my feet. We walked past my friend, and the lion growled at them.
"No. Thats... thats my friend..." My voice broke, and I hurried away, the lion trailing me. I rounded the corner of a building a sat against the wall, crying again. It laid down next to me and put its head on my lap. Soon, I fell asleep.
I woke up.
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My Dream Book
Random"Should I make a dream book?" "No I shouldn't." "Why shouldn't I?" "Because it's gonna be fucking embarrassing!" "Your fucking embarrassing." "Fuck you!" "What time" "..." "..." "..." "Bitch I'm making that dream book."