I was laying on the bleacher in Girls Fitness Class,
Jessie asks me to go under the stands to get his cigs,
So I go,
And they look different underneath,
Instead of locker rooms there's what appears to be a concrete room with round supports,(mostly like a parking garage in cities)
I see his cigs,
They appear to be sitting near or on top of some book bags, (it was dark so I couldn't see well)
So I go towards them to pick them up,
Suddenly I feel someone from behind me grab me and slit the right side of my neck (naturally) I scream,
When I turn I see Jessie holding something silver in this right hand,
I freak out,
Run to the top of the stands to tell Coach,
One of the girls sees it,
gets wide eyed and motions an coach, ( she couldn't speak)
but he's talking and not paying attention,
I hear an echoing scream as I black out,
Then nothing, I wake up.
Author's Comment:This was a dream I had earlier last year, I just found it tonight. Jessie is one of my friends, I know he wouldn't do that. He's not a violent person, he doesn't smoke, and I was in a girls class. I thought this was a good story even though it was an actual dream I had so I thought I'd post it here on P&Q. Oh I do agree, it is quite a strange one.
