Its Just a Dream

i hate life

One day i was going and i wasnt looking i see the person. For one who the hell is this I'm only in 2nd grade and I dont know who is in my room. Its not my brothers because there both dead asleep. Anyway i go to the back of my bed and get under my sheets to the point where i can see whats going on but who ever it is cant see me. They went for the light and I throw a doll at him...... then he pulled out a.... darn it i woke up. Thank god that was just a dream. That same day i got out of bed got dressed then when you school the same thing all more happened. I was just sitting there doing my work and the school hears over the intercon "This is not a drill This is a real lockdown" so we are stuck in the same area for 3 hours. I finally got home at 5:30 and I overhear my mom and dad talking about it and some man broke in through the window and shot 10 teachers, 100 students, and 2 office people. My mom saw me and asked me what are you doing a minute later i was gone. I had gone to my room and packed a bag and ran off.