3.27.10

The dream about a fire

I was in my Journalism class. The catch was it was a night. Everyone else was in their second period class. We were all doing our work or whatever we were doing when the fire alarm rings.

We all file outside, I head towards where my third period class is on the field like we are supposed to. Everyone is walking slow like we usually do in fire drills. I'm standing on the field with everyone else, when I see the smoke. It's pretty close, in the hills by our school. Everyone freaks out and starts running away.

I head towards the parking lot, but then it transforms into this meadow type thing. There's a house in the middle of it and apparently I know who's in it because I run towards it yelling about a fire. There is an old lady inside and It's my job to get her out of there. Problem is, she doesn't seem to get that there's a fire. So she keeps moving really slowly, packing all her stuff.

And then it ended. Just like that.

&fin