My dream last night started at school, in an English lesson with my hated teacher from last year. We were on the computers and instead of doing my work there was a film I was desperate to watch, tho it does not exist in true life. The film stared off by a pool as I recall it, a man dressed in a very disturbing yellow rabbit suit was dancing around, but in a way that was very unsettling. At this point I had already somehow entered the film. The surrounding faded into a scene beside a lake, a lake that would move in unnatural ways and produce noises of humans, a lake which to my ignorance was in a park. When I moved through an arch of bushes and trees I realised where I was, just a normal play park that was an expansion of the park in my home town. Everywhere was sunny, bright. Yet where I stood… It remained cold, dark, misty. I become scared and ran ( which is ver very weird since in my dreams I have to force extremely hard to run or punch and 99% of the time it will fail) I ran until I seen a boy walking his dog, he was headed out of the park and I realised it was a boy from my school who I know. He asked me if I was okay but even he scared me so I continued to run, down a street that I usually take to get home, at the end there were people sat talking but they were on motorbikes… Anyway, I ended up in the street that was supposed to be behind my own ( it definitely was not that street) and I continued up the street until I came to an open house where inside two people were shouting at this huge African American man, telling him to get out, that those ‘things’ weren’t his. And since I was dreaming I feel this ridiculous need to be a hero, so what did I do, run up to him and verbally abuse him… Nice one. He chased me through the house tho he couldn’t run. I hid then entered the bathroom where I opened the window and as I did, he slowly came around the door ( which is much more terrifying trust me) I could see out of the window that I was two story’s high ad would probably seriously hurt myself if I jumped, and yet I’d rather take my chances jumping that being beaten to death. I I climbed out and was hanging on the window ledge ( many people from all the nearby streets had gathered and were shouting trying to help me) when I saw his hand stretch towards mine and I let go. I can’t even remember landing. At all. But I remember thinking ‘I’m in the garden and he’s coming down the stairs! Shit!’ The garden was very small and there was a red gate at the back, the gate opened as soon as I pulled it and I ran! I had to run through all of the streets while trying to hide from this man. I was stealthily slipping through the streets for a while when I stepped out at the end of another and there he was. In the middle I the street and he had seen me! My god I ran! I ran until I noticed my brilliant new English teacher was walking along the streets and I shouted for her, she’s about 60 and the whole class loves her, everyone else was running but she seemed oblivious. I grabbed her hand and we ran toward the exit ( as the streets were not inside of a huge room, all white with plastic doors… I know it’s weird…) but there were o course hundreds of people trying to get out and the whole place was blocked. I noticed a window next to the doors so I pushed through, and lifted mrs Riley so she could climb through the window, but no it was locked from the outside. This next part makes no sense to me at all, I pushed through the door and opened the window so she could climb out… Yep… Just like that… Anyway, the police took me through to the room you enter next after you escape an sat me down and they were trying to ask me if I was okay but everyone from my school was passing through as they were the ones who were stuck in there which I didn’t know until now, all I could concentrate on was asking them if they were okay, making sure everyone was safe, and I was crying. I heard one of my best friends voices and I jumped up and ran over to her to make sure she was okay. Then a little emo/goth boy come in who was not from my school but I knew him somehow, and while the police were trying to ask me if I was okay. I flipped and I screamed ‘what about him?! This poor boys mam hits him everyday and your asking me if I’m okay?!’ And I started to rant on just like that. I calmed down and they gave me a blue kit kat, totally sky blue and told me I could leave now, I ran outside and found my friend, ate my kit kat an left.