Your POV:

I wake up in a cold sweat. I look around the room and think to myself why do I always have such weird dreams!??

After I calmed down a little and woke up a bit more I check my phone for the time, it read 6:38am. Uuuhg. Fine I guess I'll get uppp. I groaned as I tear myself from my sweet sweet bed.

Once I had fully gotten out of bed, I went to go get dressed. What would be the most comfortable? I decide to wear my favorite outfit.

~time skip brought to you by a scared BEN being held at water gun point.
"help o（ｉДｉ）o " ~

Once I was finished I rushed out the door and drove off to school. There was a lot of traffic, but that's how it always is around this time.

Once I am at school I rush to my first class of the day since I'm almost late already. Once I get there I sigh and think why do we have to have a special class again? We litterly do nothingggg. Well that in itself is pretty great. I just get really bored though... ok I'll get out my sketch book of horrible dreams, sketches and stuff since for some amazing reason we don't have any homework!

I sit down by myself, put my headphones on and grab my sketch book of bad dreams. I decide to draw the Slenderman again. He shows up in a lot of my dreams so there are a lot of drawings of him. Once I finished my drawing I thought of drawing more characters from the more recent dreams.

I drew BEN DROWNED mid-jump into the pool, Eyeless Jack above me with his broken mask, Jeff The Killer when he was walking into the house from the outside covered in blood, and Masky when he came up to me.

I yawned and checked the clock. Dang, so many drawings done in such a small amount of time. Good job (Y/n)! Thank you (Y/n) I lay my head down and just stare off into space.

I wake up from the announcers saying "lockdown with intruder" I get up with my sketch book in my hand and rush to the lights and turn them off while the teacher checked the doors, everyone else went to hide in the hiding place. Once the teacher and I had finished our jobs we ran to hide with the students.

...

Everything was so quite, I could hear my classmates breathing. I listened closely for any outside noises.

Classmates breathing, heart beats, and quiet fidgeting...

Aw dang. This is boring. I was hoping for a little b- before I could finish that thought I heard it... Footsteps outside in the hallways. They are slowly getting closer and closer.

Tap. Tap. Tap... TAP...

I peek around the corner and can see a shadow behind the door. Sorry bro... I didn't order pizza.... Wrong address!

I try to focus on something else for a little just to calm down my brain because it is making things go slower than they really are again. I look out the window and just daydream of beating up whoever is outside that door.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Don't freaking knock on the door! Don't do that please! No no no! Don't do that! My heart is gonna die if you do that! Stop it! Get away! Shoo! My thoughts are flooding my mind until everything, stops. I squeeze my sketchbook close to my chest.

I get a feeling of real danger, not this adrenaline I have been feeling. No, this is real fear.

I peek back at the door and the shadow is gone. Um... Why I am I so scared right now? I look back out the window and see someone walking towards the school. They are wearing something white on their face with an orangeish brown jacket thingy and normal jeans. The person has both hands in their pockets and is walking to our window. Well, this is what happens when you forget to close the currants.

Once they are only a few meters away from the window they stop. They pull out a gun and shoot the glass, no one gets hurt but the glass.

(RIP glass. You will always be with us in memory)

The teacher is really scared, along with everyone else. I sigh and put my sketch book down with the page showing Eyeless Jack with his broken mask. I put hands up and glare at the person once they climbed in the now, newly "opened" window.

Now that they are up closer I notice that they have the appearance of the male gender. Ha! That's right! I'mma assume your gender!.... Are you, male? Don't care, I'm goin with it! I mentally laugh at my sillyness then start to think.

I smirk as I think of all the different ways I could try to kill them, or all the successful ways my class and I could kill them if we all worked together while still staring at them. Heh. These are all the... Well to put it nicely, we are the kids everyone thinks we have killed someone before or will, so... Sorry buddy this isn't really the best classroom. I take a second to mentally laugh then I realize.

Wait... now that I think about it... why did they choose this classroom?.. there were so many others they could have chosen that would have been just as easy to get into... I know they could see in here but still....Hmm....

I stop all my thinking once I see that they are walking up to us. I realize that they look exactly like the guy in my dream. I mentally gasp while, my glare has now turned to a curious and worried gaze that is fixed on their every move. I don't want them out of my sights for one second. Once they get close to us they stop and is just staring at my sketch book. They are only about 1 meter away from me.

I stop to look down at it too, then back up at them. They just stand there and stare for a real long time before I clear my throat.

They look back at me and holds their gun at my head then motions for me to stand up.

I slowly get up without breaking eye contact. They motion towards the book as if they want me to pick it up. So I do.

They lower their gun and puts it back in their pocket then holds out their hand, as if they were asking for my book ...this bitch... I glare at them while I carefully hand them the book. They take it, surprisingly gentlely too, but I ignore that and keep my eyes fixed on their every move.

They flip threw every page. I get very nervous because I never and I mean never let anyone see anything inside that book!

Once he is finished with the whole book he drops it to the floor at my feet. I quickly pick it up then glare at him from the ground. I can feel my eyes starting to burn, I try my hardest to hold back my hate though. I see that he is actually staring back at me. I didn't care though. I am too angry to care. ok. First, he breaks the window and scares everyone, then he takes my book and looks threw the whole thing. Then he just drops it!?!! What the actual hell! We should kick his ass! No no no. We shouldn't. We can't. too late.

I stand up and look him straight in the eyes with a dark, death threatening, glare. One of my classmates gingerly touch my ankle trying to tell me to stand down but I just kick their hand away while keeping my glare. Dang it! Hold back! No no no! Kill! Kill! Kill! Our eyes are burning! No they aren't. Stop being a wuss! I growl and grab him by the collar.

His eyes widen, a little surprised by my actions. Seeing his small reaction makes me feel stronger.

I finally speak "why. Are you. Here?" With a smile and burning eyes. He grabs the gun from his pocket and holds it to my head. "Who are you?" he speaks. First time we are hearing his voice... Yup it totally sounds like a dude. "No. Who are you?" Then it finally hits me, wait a minute. Is this a dream? "Ah shit." I let him go and turn around to see my classmates. They are people I have never seen before. Wait what??

He grabs me by the collar and says "who are you!" Dang you sound angry. I look at him and say "where am I? Who are you? How did I get here? Is this real? Hold up. If this is real how are you here? How am I here? Are we even alive, wait did I die? Wait no that isn't it cuz I can feel pain, but you can feel pain in dreams too. Shit is this another dream. Wait if it is a dream then it's ok to tell you my name. Ok let's start over. Hello weird guy, I'm (Y/n). (Y/n) (L/n). Who are you?"

He stands there. Dumbfounded. He slowly let's go of me and drops his arms to his sides. He looks really confused. Almost as confused as I am right now...... Wait if this is a dream then... I grab him by the collar and say "now it's my turn. Who are you?"

He shakes his head and says "this is impossible. What are you!?"

Uhhhmm... We are a booty hole! what? No. We are a human. "Ok then!" I cove my mouth "oops didn't mean to say that out loud. Ok we are human. I mean I am human! Yes I am a human." He holds his head and says "uhg. Ok I have heard enough."

He quickly hits me in the head with his gun.

I fall to the ground.

Shit... then I pass out.

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This chapter's question is;

What animal would be your ideal pet? And why?

As always you don't have to answer!

Tho I doubt anyone is even reading these. I mean no one is even reading the book, come on me! Lol this is the weirdest book you have ever made JJ. No one is gonna read dis, let alone comment on it!

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