I'm not even sure why I had this dream. no, scratch that, it was a NIGHTMARE! Allow me too tell you this story...if you aren't crying by the end, you are HEARTLESS.
First, some points about why this is a nightmare too me. My mother died last year of cancer, and thus I have become closer to my brother. He is an idiot, and pushes people away. it is normal for us to not see each other for two days. Now you will understand this story. Note, when you see * next to a name, it's been changed.

I woke up in the shower room of my school. My hair is short, and somewhat dirty. I'm wrapped in a dirty blanket. the other girls in grade 8 and 9 were there. we all looked like that. We all got up, dressed quickly, and then walked out of the school, and dug up mud, and pushed it around the school yard. people in uniforms watched us work, laughing and spraying us with mud. They walked away at the bell.
"Jerks." Said my friend Kelsey*.
FF.
We are all back in the shower room. I'm still confused, but I go along with everything. I hear gun shots, and then Kelsey came back. Her eyes were blood shot. She was crying dramatically.
"T-T-They killed him." She sat in front of me. "They killed Cody*"
Cody was my brother. Everything hit me in the world. He was dead. He was gone. i was alone. the tears spilled out of my head. I fell to my knees. My head landed into Kelsey's lap. My tears stained her clothes. "They killed him..." my words came out garbled. He's gone.
FF to morning
I'm walking out into the parking lot, my teacher Mr. White* says "Hey, smile!"
I give him a evil glare, then press him onto the wall. "Smile, you say. Be happy, you say. HOW THE H*** DO YOU EXPECT ME TOO BE HAPPY WHEN HE'S DEAD!" guards came and pulled me off of him, they pulled me out into the parking lot. they people in uniforms stared. Tears pored over my cheeks, falling onto the pavement. "MURDERS!" I shouted at them "YOU'VE KILLED MY BROTHER!!" I'm thrown into the mud. The uniforms whisper, and Mr.White looked so white, almost like he actually cared. I stood on my knees, tears pouring over my eyes, clouding my vision. I woke up.

I was in my bed. I was still crying,and my pillow was stained with tears. It was just a dream. No, scratch that. It was the scariest nightmare of my life.