I walked down town and into the school with Amber and Blake. We were all having a great day today. The sun was shining and the bird's were singing. Everything was perfect.
I entered my history class and sat at a table with Josh and my girlfriend Tiffany.
"Alright, today in class we'll be going over World War 1." Mrs. Bethwell announced.
I smiled when I heard that. I was really good in history class. In fact, I was amazing in all of my classes!
We started reading chapter one, when all of a sudden gun shoots went off!
We all tipped the tables over and hid behind them.
The classroom door swung open and five people with guns stood in the doorway.
"Everyone, stand up with your hands in the air!" A tall man yelled at us.
We all stood up and lifted our hands to the air.
But something inside of me told me this wasn't real.
I slowly let my hands fall to my side and gave the me a blank look.
"Picking a fight, are you?" One of the men pointed their gun at the side of my head.
The shot of the gun rang through my ears and everything went black.
That was my 47 dream so far. I've kept track. I wanted morning to come soon, but morning hasn't come. I've lost all sense of reality.