User:Jacobderp

The Abandoned Elementary School

I like to recall my childhood at that old elementary school I went to and made so many friends. I don't even know what the school looks like anymore. I can't even remember my best friend I had from pre-K through high school, but now it's abandoned and I don't even know why it hasn't been taken done yet. I have a fulltime job now. I don't really like it that much, but I need to make money. And don't even go there with my social life, I live alone in an apartment. I wouldn't say I had the best life but I guess its okay. I go to work, go to sleep, and that's all.

But now, I need to focus on getting some sleep.

I woke up, it's 3AM and I had a very bizarre dream. I was at my old elementary school walking from the gym to the actual school. As I walked everything started to decay more and more until all of the structures there were barely standing. Even trees were tipping over and I suddenly started to feel dread. So much dread I suddenly felt like I was slowly dying. Then I woke up. For some reason it felt like something wanted me to go there.

I've had the same dream over and over again for the last few weeks, I don't think I can resist the temptation, but tonight, it was different. First everything went as usual but then I felt excruciating pain in my lungs and then I suddenly stopped breathing, as the pain spread out through my body I wrapped my hands around my throat as I started gurgling up blood. Before things slowly started going black I woke up and was sweating like a pig. I was panting heavily. After that dream I realized what I had to do.

It was about 5PM when I showed up at Bassville Elementary School, the building appeared as old as it did in my dream. I walked up to the door, I was expecting it to be locked, but, surprisingly, it was unlocked. I walked inside the old building, and everything looked like it was about to collapse. For some reason I still felt the urge to do something here. I was already here, what else was I supposed to do? I knew it wasn't me who wanted to go here. There WAS something that wanted ME, specifically, to do something here.

I looked around having no idea what to do, but after an hour of searching the old building I returned to the cafeteria and heard the faint sound of crying. I'm pretty sure I'm hearing things, but what if that "thing", wanted me to follow. I'm can't stand that dream, so filled with dread, happening over and over again EVERY SINGLE NIGHT. I don't think I can keep my sanity any longer, so, just in case my prediction is true, I decided to follow the crying.

I found a narrow hallway that I don't remember ever seeing in school, even know I don't recognize the whole entire school I spent my childhood in but, I just kept following the crying. After a few turns I finally found a room. I opened the door, I started feeling the same exact dread I felt in the dream. My gut was telling me not go in here, but, the voices I was hearing were stronger, much stronger. As I opened the door, slowly, the dread increased and as the hinges squealed but I still kept ignoring the feeling that this was a bad idea. The voices kept saying, “come one, just do it already."

I went in the room and, everything I saw in front of me was horrible. There were dead body's propped against the wall, and the worst thing was, I saw a body that looked exactly like me. The body's chest was cut open and it was just... empty. The body's throat was slit open and again, it was just, empty. A frightened cry escaped my lips as I said, “It can't be... why does it has to end like this." And then I felt a jolt of anger come through my body. Then I screamed," NO IT CAN"T BE. IT JUST CAN'T. IT JUST CAN'T. NO. NO. NO. NO. THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING."

I knew I was dead I quickly ran out of the narrow hallway continually screaming the same word, “NO." I ran to the doors and they quickly burst open. I realized I was trapped here. There was some kind of invisible barricade, trapping me in this horrible nightmare. I understood everything, the dead bodies, the secret room, everything. I knew that there were helpless souls trapped here. But, now, I am one of them. I could still hear the crying, the horrid sound consumed me. Tears came rolling down my cheeks as I started to cry with them.