Vent book

Nightmare (1)

I'm too lazy to make a story about this. So I'll just say what happened. It was weird. And I felt horrible. Someone on here that is a friend was even in it and luckily since I controlled my dreams a tiny bit I got to grab the friend on here and make them run fast. Which doesn't ever really happen since I get slow or it gets difficult for me to move if I try to control my dreams. Anyways...

**I was at some kind of school. It looked like my elementary school or something as far as I could remember. We had two teachers that were helping us practice. I think we had powers or whatever but I'm not sure because I remember a part when we were training I was able to float/fly up in the sky. Eventually after a while the teachers grabbed the kids and I and forced us into some kind of room where no one could really hear us. And no one ever really went in that room. Some of us tried to call for help. They would remove something in a vent or whatever and start shouting for help. Since the teachers were around that was bad. We sort of had some "punishments" I guess. Which sucked. Anyone who screamed or shouted for help would get beaten or get "punishments" and all of us were forced to watch who had got beaten or punished and sometimes have a gun pointed at us if we screamed in pain or cried out of fear which I almost did from being forced to watch. After a while of being stuck there for days. I planned something and made a big mistake. Since I'm good at whistling I whistled something as a sign for help. I got hit really hard by one of the teachers and it hurt. Soon after a while of being stuck I found a way out. As soon as I was about to leave a teacher pointed a gun at me and yelled at me. Part of me told myself  "Don't run. These are our friends. We can't leave them here."  But since I was in a dream I took my chances and ran out. The teacher shot the kids and tried shooting at me. I was in a class and the school started running out witch kids freaking out. I saw the friend of mine on here in the school and started running with them and made them go faster. We survived luckily. But the two kids who survived being shot hated me.**

You know what sucks?...I had friends in that dream..and I did that...I would rather make them quietly get out before me and then if I had to die I would die..I don't want to lose my friends...If it was real then I don't want to be alone just how I am in person..and having your only friends hate you hurts badly..thankfully this was a dream though.