by Belinda Southwark

Created on: August 03, 2008

I screamed. I had had another nightmare, one exactly the same as all the other ones. My flew open and I looked around terrified. The white walls were white, not bloodstained. That was good. The floor was clean and clear, not covered in blood and mangled bodies. That was good. I looked over at my roomates. Lily, Joanne and Felicity were asleep in their beds, not screaming and bleeding. That was good. I turned to look at the clock. 5.30, two hours before the alarm went off. I pushed away my covers and got up. I tiptoed into the bathroom and got a drink. When I looked in the mirror, I saw my pale face looking at me, not some devil-like beast. I splashed my face with water and went back to bed. But I forced myself to stay awake, or else I would suffer the torment of that nightmare. As the sun began to rise and light illuminated the window, the others began to wake up. Lily turned over and opened one eye sleepily. "You're up early, Emma," she mumbled to me as she rubbed her eyes. Joanne and Felicity were getting out of bed, groaning and yawning. They all traipsed into the bathroom, but I remained on my bed, still shaken by the nightmare. Finally when they had finished I got up and brushed my teeth, threw on my clothes and followed them downstairs for breakfast. "What's first?" Felicity asked as we sat down in the cafeteria. "Double Maths, break, then double Art, then R.E., then lunch, then double English." Joanne recited. Lily laughed as Felicity raised her eyebrows and said "Geez Joanne, I only asked what's first...." We ate our breakfast then headed off for Maths.

The day progressed and I was feeling much better already, and when we went to get lunch I was the happiest I had been in a long time. I should have known it would go wrong. After lunch it was English, and guess what are new topic was? Horror stories, starting with Dracula. I turned pale as I read the first few chapters, which was what the teacher had told us to do. The way the writer described him, Dracula sounded like the thing from my dream, and I was freaked out by the time class was over. I looked up to find that the classroom was empty. "Enjoying the book?" the teacher smiled. I tossed the book onto the pile at the front and ran out of the room.

As I was running to catch up with my friends, another teacher stopped me. "Now now Miss Johnson,no running in the corridors. This prestigious school has a high class reputation...." I wasn't listening as she started into a long winded description of our school's

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