My dream

Im going into eighth grade, pretty scary, I feel like time has flown by too fA- OMG MY FOOT FELL ASLEEP, NO JOKE WHEN I WAS WRITING FAST MY FOOT GAVE UP ON ME AND OMG, anyways yeah time flew by too fast, seven grades ago I was in Kindergarten, and that was in like 2011. Now its 2017 and its just surprising to me at how much time flew by. Okay now I'm gonna write about what I was kinda focusing on writing about. I had this weird dream about how eighth grade was like, Mr. Perez (my teacher) had more hair on his head than usual, not only that, he was talking to me like he hardly knew me! And he was joking around with these construction workers that just appeared out of nowhere. I was in the lunch room with my friends and the lunch room was way more different than the actual one. It was similar to the one I ate lunch in at World Sports camp, but a bit smaller I think. Oh and the lockers, the lockers were squares and they weren't patterned and different-colored like the ones at my school. They were all like dark blue and something even more weird than all those things I'm pretty sure, was that there was this guy who was like a gothic person and had short black hair that was only down to his shoulders. He had white makeup on his face and he had guy liner on and black clothing on, it was all very strange. Well, thats the end of my story about my dream! I hope you enjoyed it! :D