An Extremely Scary Sojourn

As I stumble through the fog surrounding Skyview Academy, I search for the doorway that seems to be invisible.

Ouch! A wall appears out of no where and knocks me to my feet. Jolting my vision, I catch sight of the glass double doors leading into the school. I scramble to my feet and leap for the cold, hard handle hoping to escape the oppressing gloom of the outside. I dread another day of class.

As soon as I store my incredibly envied neon backpack in my locker I launch toward my classroom wondering what is in store.

I open the door and expect to see the classroom in its normal form but to my horror everyone of my classmates is gathered around a steaming pot filled with gooey, green slime. Even Mrs. Smith has joined in on the astonishing scene before my eyes. I glance at Connor, the one who never bothers to show up to class, as he chants "the time has come the song is over." I catch eyes with Daniel, with whom I match everyday (or coordinate), as he replies "thought I had more to say." I am absolutely terrified at this point and look to Carly, who usually is there to comfort me with a joke and steal my salami, but instead she holds a newt over the cauldron looking to pouty Reese for the signal to drop it. During all this, Jill and Seide frantically hop around the pot flailing their arms every which way. Jeremiah sits in his usual corner reading "Young Goodman Brown." Mikaela, who always has a headband stuck in her hair, draws on the board with red marker, GOOD MORNING LEXI... YOU'RE LATE.

It is terrifying.

I awake from my deep sleep feeling nauseous and overwhelmed. I notice a blurry figure before me. Soon, I focus my vision on the towering Mrs. Smith. I quickly raise my head, embarrassed. I glance around the room and strangely everything is how it should be. Carly tells Connor to "shut up" for the 30 millionth time that day. Reese texts and cries. Seide does homework for other classes. Jillian actually is doing the work assigned to her. Mikaela doodles on her page and speaks in Spanish and Arabic at the same time. Daniel talks in rhymes that no one understands. Connor brushes his hair out of his face just like Edward from Twilight. Mrs. Smith says "Lexi, you've been sleeping there for five minutes. Are you ok? Did you sleep well last night?" I smile groggily back and say "Everything's fine. I'm fine. Just fine." Mrs. Smith responds with a sweet smile. As Mrs. Smith slowly turns to return to her desk, I notice a sinister glint in my teacher's eye. Her mouth slowly curves into a mocking grin which every student imitates. Leaving me shaking where I sit.