I went to swimming one night. When I stepped into the room where the pool was supposed to be, it was all gray concrete. I sat at a table next to Brendan. Where's Murphy? I ask. He looks sad. "I hope he comes. Kiera's not here either. I hope they don't have to get married." I don't understand, but suddenly Murphy and Kiera walk through the door. Brendan groans...like he's about to cry. Kiera sits down next to us. "Look at my ring" she says. Murphy holds her hand. Brendan runs out of the room. Kiera and Murphy start cuddlingsorta. I run after Brendan, in utter dismay. I have a strange feeling that he's the only person left that I can talk to. But he doesn't stop running, he just goes into the boy's locker room. I feel incredibly alone. I'm angry beyond belief at Kiera and Murphy, especially Kiera. I have a sinking feeling that they've ruined my life. In the end, none of them will talk to me, and it's then that I realize that they're the only three people left in the world.
This dream might not seem like that much, but it was quite traumatic. It took me most of the day to sort out reality and dreamlife.
