The Grim Reaper

Well, as it does, it started while I was asleep.

I was at my father's, I knew that for sure, but the inside of his house looked sort of like a university. Each door lead to a room where four people at most shared. I was in the room of people I know from school. Tamsin, Tiannah and one other. I think it could have been Tahnee.

In my dream, someone screamed. No one moved, though. To see what was wrong. The girl went into the 'living room' of the 'university-like place' and I could hear her telling everyone what happened. She said that someone was looking in her mirror. I didn't hear what she said this person looked like.

Everyone at the house knew that tonight (in the dream) something bad would happen, like a local superstition. Kind of like someone would murder everyone in the building. And no one seemed worried about it. I grabbed Tamsin, Tiannah and Tahnee and another girl, and said my goodbyes to my mother, but I wasn't sure why. We ran out of the house, down the stairs and jumped the wooden fence onto the driveway. Tamsin and I ran ahead of the others, and didn't look back. I saw something, a dark figure standing at the end of the street, in the middle of the road. I pulled back on Tamsin's arm and we came to a stop. She let out a small scream, and I grabbed her again and we turned around to start running the other way. The figure was standing in front of us.

It was dressed in a grim reaper robe/suit. He had one of those staffs with a curved knife on the end. It was clear his intention was to kill us. I looked behind it, and found that Tiannah and the two girls that fell behind us before were lying on the ground, dead. Tamsin and I ran to the fence again, banging on it. I turned around to find the Reaper slicing Tamsin's neck with his staff. I watched in horror as it stood in front of me. Slowly, it sliced my throat. I didn't feel anything and I remembered thinking that it must have been an extremely sharp knife for me not to feel anything.

Then, he took the blade away, and the was no blood on the knife, though I knew it had cut me. He then swung the knife back and brought it forward in a quick motion. Then I woke up.

I went to school, then. And in my ICT lesson, I told Tamsin of my dream, she told me that what I had experienced was freaky because her crush had sent her a picture of himself, and in the window it looked like someone was watching him, we took a closer look (not at the guy with his SHIRT OFF *drools*) at the window, and realized it looked like someone was in a cloak, just like in my dream.

This has been the story (true story) of my dream last night.