I walk out onto the playground. I look like I do now. Bracelets covering most of my lower arms. Actually wearing my glasses like I should be. My headphones covering my ears. I walk down to the swings that everyone had always raced to get. They sit next to where the half tire used to stick up out of the ground and right next a huge tree. A couple of feet in front of the three different leveled bars we used to flip on. Just before the rest of the playground that we didn't go onto much unless to sit in the small strip of woods. I sit down on the swing closest to the tree. I walk backwards and then lift my feet up to get it going. As I get higher and higher, I start to see blurs moving all around me. They turn into people. Little kids. Laughing and playing games. I get off of the swing and start walking around, watching all the children. Then, I see myself. My younger self. I'm in my little group of friends. They're all smiling and laughing. None of them have had major drama. None of them have gotten mad at another. They're all together as a whole group. Everyone friends with all the others. They walk over to the swings and I follow them. I sit down again and start going back and forth. Watching everything that they do. Not wanting to forget anything.
Then, the scene changes. I'm walking into a building. It feels so cold. I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I walk into an office and they just sit me in a chair. A girl comes and shows me around my new prison. Then, she drops me off at my class. I walk in and get seated in a corner. The picture roams around throughout that whole day. Then it sets itself on fast forward and goes through the things up to the present. I see how depressed my face became. How I didn't belong there. How I don't belong there. Then, it starts to move forward into my future. Though, I can't see it. It's all just a big blur. It starts to swirl around me and I can't breathe. It starts moving in closer and closer to me. My vision gets foggy with blacks dots dancing across it and my body starts to sway. I can't hold onto anything to stop the blackout from coming. I feel my body start to collapse onto whatever surface is underneath me as my vision goes out completely.
My eyes flutter open. Or at least I think I opened them. I can't see anything but pitch blackness. Though, I hear something. It sounds so familiar, but I can't place a name on it. I feel the floor and push myself upwards into a standing position. Then, I walk towards the sound. As I get closer, colors pour into my sight and I start to recognize what I'm hearing. I walk into a room made entirely out of boom boxes, radios, and stereos. Each one playing a song that I love. I roam around the huge room admiring every single object. Even the sign at the entryway with my music name in large, dark green, lightning bolt shaped letters. I feel like I am in my own little heaven. Then, I see a door in the far right corner of the musical kingdom. As I walk through it, I see a room packed with large book cases. They stretch from the floor to the roof with moving ladders in each section. This room has a sign with my nickname on it and a small corner with my writing name written across it. I drift throughout my kingdom and palace without a care. Though, I then hear a scream. Not an 'ahh' you scared me scream, but like someone was about to be killed. I run after the sound as fast as I can. While running, I hear more screams join in. My head is swirling with the loud sounds beating into my ears. Then, they just stop. I don't hear a thing anymore and I don't know where I am. I'm standing in a circular room with tunnels all around me. I don't know which way I came from or which one I should go through. Then, for some odd reason I drop to my knees and start crying. It feels like I've been crying for a few minutes and then I bolt up onto my feet again. "What do you freaking want with me you wretch," I scream at the top of my lungs while circling around. Then, a psychotic laugh seems to emanate from every tunnel and get louder every time it goes on. Black fog starts to sweep into the room upon which I am standing in. It starts to cascade over my feet and creep up the small, rounded walls of the room. A tall, dark silhouette starts walking towards me from the tunnel in front of me. It stops halfway to me and I still can't see who it is. It just looks like the smoke swirled around to create the shape of a body. I try to walk forward, but my body won't let me move. The outline looks like it's about to walk closer to me, but then doesn't. It starts to slowly raise its hand into the air with the palm facing upwards. The fog around me rises into the air as the hand does. The shadow then curls its hand into a fist and it becomes hard to breathe. It flips the fist upside down and all the fog in the room rushes towards me. I try to scream, but I don't hear anything coming out as the fog rushes into my mouth and down my throat. I can't breathe as the fog suffocates me and I lose sight of the circular room. I jerk my head up backwards and smack it into the metal bottom of the top bunk. I grasp my neck as my heart beats frantically and my lungs drag in as much oxygen as they can. I hate that my dreams, on the lucky event that I have one, always turn into nightmares. Also, that I have no clue what the weird things mean. I lie back down to try and get some more sleep before I actually have to wake up. Though, I doubt it after about being suffocated by a dark figure that turned out to be my pillow.
