Fatal School
By Craig Wilson
The smoke clears. I see I am in a high school.
As per usual, I do not recall going to this school.
By the looks of the place, it is pretty abandoned.
I find a mirror and inspect myself. I gasp audibly.
I see I am a teenage girl; I am quite surprised.
I am not alone. I run away from a hostile spirit.
I duck into an office, and I find an old camera.
The spirit appears. I defeat it with the camera.
The alarm goes off, and I immediately wake up.
The End
The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.
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