Alright...This entry in my journal is pretty long so this might get long...
Also, this original title was "Finding You Again" like in my journal but I changed it. Hehe. Also, this feels like it was written by a third grader because I rushed it so much.
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Date of the dream: June 12, 2022236Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcnZRERbveo
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I was with my boyfriend, and I guess we were together for a year. However, this was the first time he was introducing me to his friends. I always held onto his favorite jacket. Everyone knew who I was because I was dating the most popular guy in school.236Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIS2ggrnWgi
One day, my boyfriend was kidnapped. By a vegan psychopath who was running a private school. Yup. How do I even know she's vegan? Anyway. I was so heartbroken and I thought I would never see him again, until his friends told me they were determined to find him. We formed a search group of about ten people; all of us were high schoolers.236Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpXzodIBKHC
We quietly explored when we arrived at the school. Then we found him just a few minutes later. He was alone, freezing in a small, empty room filled with snow. Immediately, we rushed over and hugged him. Until someone walked in.
It was the vegan psychopath. She caught us with a wicked smile on her face. We realized we were tricked, and that was just a very realistic mannequin. Creepy.236Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkWN5AOLSTL
We were immediately thrown into the school prison. The prison was huge so we got to walk around, but we were still locked. The only meals we received were vegan foods.236Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPzkS9mim8B
My boyfriend's friends and I decided to create a plan. I was the optimistic, hopeful one. I told them we would probably find him in about an hour and we could all go home. They were still unconvinced.
We stayed for two more days. We believed that my boyfriend was dead by now. I just realized I'm referring to him as "my boyfriend" because I have no idea what his name is. I should probably give him a name.236Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYLMN49qYLf
CARL.236Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFCGkNpFrPt
I felt helpless that I couldn't save Carl. One of Carl's friends decided to blame someone, and he chose to blame me. He even blamed me for breaking Carl's heart a long time ago, because I wanted to take a break from the relationship. I insisted he didn't see my perspective of it. Then, when everyone started arguing, someone hissed for us to stop fighting because that was exactly what the vegan psychopath wanted.236Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqpEHG586uX
However, I realized that I had Carl's jacket sitting in my backpack. I handed it to one of his friends and he investigated the fingerprints on it. It surely belonged to Carl. He told me it was pointless, but I continued with my idea. I told them I was going to escape and try to enroll in the school myself, so I had permission to search the school.236Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc5Vk4TgCyu
They disguised me. I was aware that this was a dangeorus risk and I could be punished for life. But I remembered how determined I was to find him, so I kept going.
I took a paper from the registration desk and filled it out. I glanced at a person's paper next to me so I could put in some believable information. For my list of hobbies, I put in cutting (really?), drawing, and something else I can't remember.
After I finished, I looked for a nice and young staff member who will be easily fooled. And there she was at the reception desk. My palm grew sweaty as I handed her my file.236Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6Jo8p1rUK8
Suddenly, the vegan psychopath who locked us away was coming towards us. I looked away, hoping she wouldn't recognize me. To my surprise, she didn't!
"You like cutting?" the receptionist said, startling me. "I do too!"236Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvchWhmIHrh
She took out a piece of cloth and told me to cut up a skirt. Not wanting to expose myself, I said, "Uh, I mean cutting as in paper. I love cutting paper."
Ah, so believable.
However, the receptionist told me she'd let me into the school if I beat her into a cutting contest. Whoever cut a line the fastest and straightest on a a piece of fabric wins.
That couldn't be too hard. But I still couldn't risk it. I told her, "How about a deal? If I win, you let me in the school and I'll get non-vegan meals for the rest of the year. If I lose, I still go to this school, but they can make me the most disgusting vegan food for the rest of the year."236Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzmC8oW1cBk
I didn't say those words exactly, but I remember it was something like that. And this was a win-win situation anyway!
I lost the cutting competition as I figured. But I was still going to be enrolled. The receptionist asked me, "Where is your mom? Is she working?"
I had to think of something quick. I told her she's an English teacher and she's currently working right now.
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Finally I could explore around the school. I thoguht I was the master of deception. My accent was perfect, I was well-mannered, and I was very charismatic. I quickly logged in Carl's name on the computer so I could locate where he was. He was in the library. The security guard led me inside, and I found him. The real him.
He was stuck in a small igloo. Poor Carl; he was in there for two straight days. I got him out and he was freezing cold. I gave him his favorite jacket, and told him we needed to get out.
We went back downstairs to the exit and saw the rest of the crew walking behind us. They managed to escape.
Just then, I heard a voice. "You know that girl that just enrolled? Well, I couldn't find any background information on her."
They were onto me. I rushed everyone, the entire search group, into our car. We drove away from the school. We never heard from the vegan psychopath again. We had no idea why Carl was even taken in the first place. But anyway, I guess this is the end of this really weird dream.
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