Natural Born Killer

Nightmare 9/22/2017

Somebody I used to know, a boy named Kirk, has told me of his evil intentions. He is going to come to school with a shotgun and party hardy. He wants a massacre.

The day comes.

My class is standing by the entrance of the school when Kirk pulls out his weapon. He starts shooting. Students run in every direction. I run outside. In the parking lot, there are several other students with guns shooting the running ones. I find out later that all of the guns are fake including Kirk's.

The day comes. For real.

Students from my class are standing in the senior hallway when Kirk pulls out his shotgun. He starts shooting. It's hard to explain the dread that comes with the thought that you are about to die. I slip by Kirk and run outside. He doesn't notice. I run across the street and the student parking lot to a field where I have a couple of tents set up. I hide until the madness is done. I can still hear the gunshots. Dream ends.

I wake up

Dialysis Massacre

Nightmare 4/1/2017

I'm inside a dialysis center. My treatment is going when my nurse practitioner asks the other nurses and techs if the police are dealing with the situation outside. He talks about it like he is trying to hide something from us. As time goes by, we come to realize that there are several men outside with guns shooting at people. The police have arrived and are trying to defuse the situation.

At one point, we are told to get down on the floor and not to move. I am lying in between two other men, one is Chinese. At one point, I lift my head up and look over at the window. I see one of the gunmen with his face up against the outside of the window looking in. I immediately freeze in fear. I try to stay down and not move a muscle. BOOM!!! He shoots inside the room. I hear the gun go off several times. He is shooting at the dialysis patients. BOOM!!! the man beside me gets shot. I am waiting for the bullet to hit me. BOOM!!! A bullet hits me in the lower left side of my back.

After several minutes of terror, the police finally take down the gunmen. When I walk outside I tell someone that I've been shot. I can feel it when I rub my fingers across my back. It feels like a bump but I can actually feel the bullet inside of me. The person asks me why I haven't told anyone until now that I was shot. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Wrath: Reb and Vodka

Dream 12/28/2016

A terrible shooting has taken place at my old high school. I've come to witness the aftermath.

A tram is designed to stop on the second story of the front side of the building. Kids take the tram to and from school. The worst of the massacre occurred in the tram, where the kids had no warning of the shooters intentions. Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold kill several on the tram and then aim their sights on the school itself. They walk down the hallways, shooting anyone and everyone. Their guns don't discriminate.

Later on, at my house, some girls and guys barge in and tell me that we're going to a movie and we're going to play a game. The rules of the game say that we see how much alcohol we can consume before we get to the cinema, also how much we can make out with the person next to us. Dream ends.

I wake up

Natural Selection: Reb and Vodka

A Dream From My Past

I'm back at my old high school. Tonight there is an event out in the parking lot. Hundreds of people are in attendance.

I am friends with Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold, the Columbine shooters. They escaped that shooting with their identities in tact. Nobody knows they did it. As Eric, Dylan, a bunch of guys and I walk into the school, I tell Eric I liked his white t-shirt and black pants.. He immediately shooshes me. "Nobody knows," he says.

Later on, outside, when hundreds are gathered in one place, Eric and Dylan light a fuse that quickly travels around the parking lot toward the large crowd. BOOM! As soon as the bomb goes off, Eric and Dylan start shooting. I run inside the school and head toward the opposite side exit doors. I run out of the building and see a police car. I stop him and jump in. I tell him what's going on, who is involved. I tell him that 81 people were killed. He drives off, away from the scene of the crime. Dream ends.

I wake up

Monster

Nightmare 4/8/2015

My friends and I come to school on a Saturday.

     We hang out and play games together. Their is about ten of us. A guy from our school is here. We didn't invite him. We think he's weird. His name is Joe. He tries to hang out with us at times during the day and other times he wonders off by himself. Every once in a while we can hear him down the halls talking to himself.

     Joe walks into the room that we are hanging out in. He demands out attention. He tells us that at 6:00 PM he is going to murder every one of us. Then he exits the room. His statement surprises us but Joe's a weird guy, it's what you'd expect from a weird guy. As the day goes on, Joe reminds us several more times about our fate at six o'clock. We become uneasy about him. It wasn't just an offhanded comment, he really is going to do something. All of us try to leave the school but the doors won't budge. We try all of them. The windows won't open either. It's as if a spell has been cast over the school and we have no say in the matter.

     Six o'clock is approaching fast and we feel that we have to do something about Joe. We find a pair of handcuffs and throw them around Joe's wrists. I start to feel uncomfortable about the situation. Joe is too calm. It scares me. I make a call to my sister. She comes and opens one of the windows. I climb out. We leave the area. Many of the others call people and inform them of the situation. Lots of people come to the school but not before six o'clock happens.

     All I know is what I hear through the grapevine. Four people dead. Two of them were good friends of mine. Their bodies, unrecognizable. They didn't even look human when he was done with them. He did it with his mouth. Dream ends.

I wake up