A scream. A piercing scream that made the hair on my neck stand on end. I sat up in bed, breathing in... out, just as I learned from my parents to steady my heart rate. In... out. I glanced around my small room cautiously, then at my sweaty hands. It was only a dream. A nightmare. I stretched my arms and noticed my watch: seven-twenty. I instinctively walked over to my closet and Looked to see what I would wear today. I had always wondered if other people had difficulty choosing their outfit in the morning. But now, that seemed irrelevant. It was a big day today at school. Bigger than I could have ever prepared for.
About a half hour later, I walked down the sleek concrete sidewalks of my city I had always called home. My parents grew up here, and so did their parents. My deep thoughts were about to make me start daydreaming when suddenly a horrible burn raced up by forearm. A hoverbike had sped by me. I was closer to the road than I thought, and I was also about to be late to school because of the increasing traffic. I broke into a slight jog and kept a steady pace across a few blocks. Before I knew it, I had arrived at school and walked through the glass doors. The school building itself was about more than a hundred feet tall and had several components and wings. I checked my watch and set off for room 41. I took a deep breath as I stepped in along with kids, my classmates, who had arrived shortly after me. The halls were unusually quiet. I guess nobody like vaccination day.
