So, I always have these dreams about being back in high school. Granted, it wasn't that long ago for me, but still. I think it's because many horror films and comedies these days are based on high school students. I'm already starting to forget some of the major details, but I do remember the dream being about a zombie attack. I've had a thing for zombies since I saw my first zombie movie a long time ago --- I can't remember what the film is called; I've seen too many. And believe me when I say, this was not my first zombie dream either. I think The Walking Dead brought the dreams out in me even more because I bought it on DVD for 15 bucks, and I watched it two times in a row --- because it was so damn good!
We're in the gymnasium, and I start to see some of the other kid's eyes turning foggy. Then before I knew what hit me, we were running away. First it was like I was in the rafters, looking down upon them. Then we were trying to quarantine the bully of the school because we knew he'd been bit, but no one wanted to because they were afraid of him. He was wearing a red sweatshirt, and very easy to spot.
I remember looking out the windows, trying to see something, but there wasn't much to see. I remember the trees and country land and buildings, but it seemed the Zombies were still inside our school, even if the infected had had to come in from the outside. Finally, I went upstairs into some kind of apartment, which was also attached to a girl's locker room. The stalls were weird, and when I went in to pee, the girl next to me was standing up peeing like guys do. (I never said this was a normal dream) The worst part of it was, I could see her face to face, and we were talking to each other while we peed.
I started to figure things out inside this apartment, and I even wondered how I could barricade the weird door, but then my friends started showing up, running in one after one. Soon, no more of them came, but they were frantic with fear, and some of them were rubbing wounds on their arms. I asked them who was bit, and then I asked if a particular girl had been bit because I swore I kept seeing her eyes flash from normal to cloudy. She said she had been bit, and then another girl said the bully had drank her nose blood, which I took for she made contact with him and got herself bit too. So, I started thinking OH GOD, at least half of my group up here are infected, and I don't know how to quarantine them.
I started to fret, tearing blankets off a bed since it seemed the only logical way. I pulled a pink Minnie mouse blanket off, tearing the corner, and I brought it to the door thinking maybe I could nail it over the door instead of a piece of wood. So, I found some sewing pins, not nails, but I wasn't strong enough to stick them in the corners. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a cute boy running down the stairs above the room, with a back pack on his shoulders. I knew I needed his help, so I snuck behind some railing and made the psst sound, just in case he was a zombie too. He ran over at once, and helped me push the pins into the wall.
That was about where the dream ended, the last part leaving me the most bewildered since when I looked into the boy's eyes, I saw a flash of red instead of a flash of clouds. I almost wanted to follow him.
