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I stepped into the bright hallway for the first time.
Covering my eyes because of the bright reflection against
the marble floor. As I stumble forward as if I were blind,
I touched a solid. I squinted my eyes to allow them to
adjust to the bright light. I opened my eyes and I was
leaning on a door.
I opened the door and I saw an adult and about twenty
kids. The adult looked at me and started walking towards
me. She crouched over and said to me, “Hello little boy,
what's your name?” I stood there silently looking around at
the other kids while they gave me an intimidating stare.
“M...Ma...Marcus” I shuddered.
The adult smiled and she replied, “Well, Marcus. This
is a big boy class so...” She was interrupted by a kid that
shouted, “Get out of here you little preschooler!” Every
kid started laughing. In response, the adult stood up and
shouted, “Quiet! Get back to work!” She exhaled and
crouched back down and asked, “Where's your mommy and
daddy?” I paused and I looked slowly towards the window on
the other side of the classroom. I silently pointed to the
window with a blank expression on my face.
The adult stood up and gave the window a stare. She
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walked slowly towards the window as the kids watched her.
She looked outside of the window in amazement and was
speechless. Her eyes widened as the only words that slipped
out her lips was, “Oh My God.” Everyone looked at her,
concerned, and some got up. She quickly turned around and
yelled, “Everyone under your desks!”
She walked towards the phone near the door where I
stood. All the kids thought it was a joke and continued to
stand and some started to walk towards the window. She
yelled at the kids, “This is not a drill! Now!” She began
to panic then, the unthinkable happened.
An explosion erupted outside of the window, with such
a mighty boom it shook the whole school. Everyone began to
scream and panic! Kids began to run franticly out the
classroom as the teacher yelled, “Get out of here! Get out
now!” The kids flooded out the doorway where I stood and
fell on the ground. They stampeded on top of me without a
care. Foot after foot stepping on every inch of my body.
As I laid there bleeding awing in pain as I had
difficultly moving. I saw the adult who was the last one in
the classroom, she was yelling at me but I couldn't make
out what she said because of the pain. I focused and I
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heard her yell, “Kid! Get Out!” but it was still distorted.
I started to lose consciousness. I closed my eyes and I
heard a boom followed by the rumbling of the ground.
I struggled to open my eyes and I succeeded to open my
eyes, I wish I haven’t. I saw the classroom in flames as
the adult was on the ground belly up. She turned over and
struggled to a crawling position. She tried to escape as
glass impelled her body and glass stabbed her eyes which
made her blind. As blood dripped off her body she started
to shake a fall on the ground face first. That forced every
piece of glass stuck on her body through he skin.
She screamed in agonizing pain as blood spilled on the
once reflective marble floor. She struggled her head up and
faced me with her bloody face that dripped of blood. I
stared at her in udder and total horror. She whispered,
“Its all your fault... Its all your fault... It's all your
fault.” She she yelled, “Its all your fault!” The fire
engulfed her foot it started to spread up her leg. She
screamed and turned her face towards he burning leg.
She screamed at the top of her lungs and the fire
engulfed both her legs almost to her ribs. She faced back
towards me as I kept staring and starting to cry. She
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screamed, “Its all your fault! I hate you! I Hate You!” As
the fire engulfed her face she yelled one more, “I HATE YOU
MARCUS!”
She laid there burning as the simmering blood spread.
I stared with my eyes wide, horrified, hopeless, and
defeated. So I just put my head down in her blood and
closed my eyes.
I opened my eyes awaking to the most horrid nightmare.
I sat up in a sweat on the couch examining my surroundings
for safety. I exhaled and calmed down a bit. I flopped back
down on the couch staring at the ceiling whispering to
myself, “I've been having this nightmare for months now, I
have a feeling that it has a meaning.” I looked beside me
and saw a digital alarm clock saying 3:43 am with bright
red numbers. I sighed and grabbed my pillow and put it on
my head.
I sighed again and decide to get up and do something
to pass the time. I looked around and thought, “What to
do... What to do.” I felt a pencil staring me down from
across my room. I walked up to it as if it told me to pick
it up. So I picked it up and I felt the need to draw. So I
grabbed a piece of paper and slammed it on to my desk.
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Suddenly my hand began to draw randomly like my hand had an
mind of its own. So I drew to my heart's content.
I woke up with my head laying on the desk and drool on
my cheek. I sat up scratching my hair wondering how I fell
asleep on my desk. I wiped off the drool from my cheek,
yawned and stretched. Then a piece of paper caught my eye,
so I flipped it over to see it. I stared at it blankly and
confused.
It was a drawing of a big circle with a triangle
inside of it. On the triangle's edges was a circle, inside
that little circle was a picture of a fist on one, a claw
on another, and gun on the other. In the middle of it all
was a little circle with a black wing. All drawn by me
supposedly.
I looked at the alarm clock and it said 6:30am. I
shouted, “Oh shit! My bus comes in ten minutes!” So I
folded the picture and shoved at my back pocket. I threw
some clothes on, did my hair, and brushed my teeth. I
finally grabbed my book bag and ran out the door.
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