Date of dream: Sunday, May 29, 2011
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness: 
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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Kicked out of Class
I was in school where Professor Dumbledore was the head teacher and Professor Snape was one of my teachers. Me and Professor Dumbledore were good friends because he was helping me out a lot from what I was going through so I needed him.
I arrived at school and waited for Professor Dumbledore as we had to discuss some things and I was happy to see him standing outside the school looking at the building. I went outside and greeted him but something happened, he didn’t remember me, and he was acting very strange. He just walked passed me and went into the building. I was devastated, as he was an old man; I thought he was starting to get mental problems which made him deranged.
I went in the school and went to my first class which was with Professor Snape, I didn’t speak throughout the whole of the class and I just wanted to cry, who was going to help me now? I really needed help and Professor Dumbledore was the only one who could help me. At the end of the class, I was about to walk out when Professor Snape stopped me.
‘I can help you, you know’, he said in such a way that sent shivers down my spine.
‘How?’ I asked. Thinking that there was no way he could.
‘You know, Professor Dumbledore, I can help him get back to normal’, he said.
I just looked at him, could he help me? I didn’t know what to believe so I just walked off hoping that what he said was true. I then met up with Garry and we sat in this small room. Me and Garry were seeing each other even though he had a girlfriend who was also acting strange and wasn’t quite well so she wasn’t in school today as she was at the hospital. As we were about to kiss, he had a phone call off her, she told him that she may have a brain tumour and that the doctors said other things but she wouldn’t tell him. He was on the phone with her for a bit then he put it down. He sat down and started going on about how she wouldn’t tell him what the doctor said, he was quite annoyed.
I felt really bad, he was cheating on his girlfriend who may be dying with me but I loved him so much I just couldn’t stop being with him. I asked him what was going to happen with us and he told me that he was going to split up with her so we could get together. I didn’t know whether to feel guilty or happy.
There was a sweet stall outside in the hallway so I decided to get myself a green cookie while Garry went off to his next class. It took the cookie guy a while to come to the stall but then eventually, he gave me a green cookie. I stood there for a bit eating it and this boy came and asked for a chicken breast. It was weird, I thought the stall only had sweets, but the man grabbed a frozen chicken breast off the stall and put it in the oven.
There was a slide behind the stall which went down to the ground floor so I went down it and went outside for a bit and started talking to one of the teachers until it was time for my next class. The next class was maths in which I hated but I liked the person teaching it. He was a funny guy with ginger hair but he was really nice and we got on quite well. Me and my good friend Emma sat next to each other while the teacher gave out a booklet and an answer sheet; we had to do a practice maths exam.
Me and Emma went off in the smaller room at the back to do ours so we could chat to each other. We were getting excited because it was mufti day this week which meant we could wear our own clothes to school.
‘What are you wearing on mufti day?’ I asked.
‘I’m going to wear my hamster shoes’, she answered.
‘Oh, you’ll look really nice in them’, I said.
She then started giving me compliments saying that I would look better and that I look really good now. I didn’t know what to say.
‘I don’t look that good but thank you’, I said smiling starting to feel good about myself.
We sat back down and started answering questions on the booklet. Most questions hadn’t got anything to do with the exam. One question was spot the difference and there was a picture of a man. Emma went off to the toilet so I looked in her booklet to see what questions she had. She had weirder ones than I did.
Suddenly, the teacher came in the class and asked me where Emma was, I told him she was off to the toilet and then he suddenly told me that I was meant to be writing my answers on the answer sheet. I stared at him puzzled and then realised that I was writing my answers in the booklet.
‘Oh my God, I am so sorry, I didn’t realise, I’m so sorry’, I said.
‘Oh it doesn’t matter, don’t worry about it’, he said and he walked off.
Emma came back and we just started playing about, we couldn’t be bothered to do more questions and I wasn’t in the mood because of what was going on. We sat on the floor and started laughing really loud and making a lot of noise so the teacher came in.
‘Aren’t you two suppose to do some work’, he shouted. Emma quickly got up and sat at the table going through her booklet. I had enough, I didn’t want to do anymore work so I didn’t move and put my head in my hands.
‘I don’t want to do no fucking work’, I shouted.
‘You what?
‘Look there’s too much going on, I can’t do any work’
‘Well you need to learn to concentrate then don’t you, now do your work’
‘And what would you know about concentrating, you’re shit at it’. I started to look up. The teacher looked angry.
‘Right, I think we have had enough here, grab your things and go’, he said quietly and he walked outside.
I got up, grabbed my coat and looked at Emma. Her mouth was wide open in shock so I started laughing. I went outside and someone was driving a lorry around. I followed the teacher out to the front of the school. He went up to the bin, put something in and turned to go back to the class.
‘Look I’m sorry, let me explain’, I said, feeling guilty.
‘There’s nothing to explain Cheryl, it’s best that you just go home’, he said as he walked off.
‘Please let me explain, please’. Tears started rolling down my face.
He just carried on walking, ignoring me.
‘PLEASE’, I shouted.
He walked up to the classroom door, looked around to me, stuck his middle finger up at me and then walked in the class. I was angry, I ran up to the door.
‘Look you don’t understand, I just can’t concentrate at the moment’, I shouted.
I noticed that this guy was sitting next to Emma.
‘Oh so you can go on your iPhone all day’, the guy said.
‘Oh just fuck off’, I said as I slammed the door behind me. I left the school and started walking down the road. I was upset and angry so I decided to listen to some music as I walked home.
Additional Comments:
I was watching a lot of Harry Potter.
