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1/29/15
Jack headed down the hall and I followed himcrack! We stopped in front of the
lunchroom. Did you hear that? Jack looked at me. Yeah, I replied while a chill went up and
down my spine. Come on, lets go! Its getting creepy, I urged Jack while tugging on his
shirtsleeve. As we started to tip-toe in the opposite direction, we heard what could have been ten
footsteps, but sounded like twenty, following us. A voice rang out, youre not going anywhere.
Then four people grabbed Jack. Each person grabbed an arm or leg while six others surrounded
me with bats and sticks. Right as the bats and sticks were coming down on me, I found myself
staring at a puddle of drool on my desk. I looked up and around me. Everyone was in class and
alive. My heart clenched, and I turned to look at Jacks desk. He was yawning and stretching. I
stood up to walk over to his desk. Did you have the same dream as me? Jack blinked a few
times, and replied, Were we the only students left in the school? Did we get chased? If so,
yeah, I had the same dream. From now on Im staying awake in class, Jack said. We both
laughed, although it was a bit of an uneasy laugh. Then Ms. Pool called us over and gave us
detention for three days for sleeping in class. We werent laughing anymore. After that the whole
day went off without a hitch.