A weird dream...
Dec. 28th, 2003 09:00 pmTossed and turned in my sleep -- I'm walking to school and some people start to shoot at me, except one guy who tosses me a gun so I shoot the attackers. Then I'm sneaking back into her class and I put a poster project up on the wall just like everyone else and go around to evaluate them, but she sees me and says, "why are you here again? I thought I told you I didn't want you here anymore!" So I pack my bag, and one friend comes over with my poster, returning it to me, and whispers, "you did it wrong anyway." I communicate with her in writing, saying "it was worth a try," and underlining someone's comment scrawled on the poster which read something like "this choir is complete without you." She nods, saying that I could phone her later, but not to talk now because she would be punished for talking to me. So I go look for maybe an adult, a teacher I can trust, but all he and others would say is few in words: "you shouldn't do this, but I can't help you. I can't talk to you." So sadly I walk home, and all the way people on the streets are throwing things at me, but I only run faster, not realizing I could still shoot them if I wanted to...
...just how much power does she have? Do people believe in what she says because they really do or just pretend to out of fear?
...just how much power does she have? Do people believe in what she says because they really do or just pretend to out of fear?