imagining what I would do if a zombie started to crawl under the stall door. I had a whole plan of action, and I was ready to carry it out if needed. I was also plotting of how to explain to my Writing Center peers about why I had left all my stuff in the bathroom. Ha

When I went to wash my hand, I started thinking what I would do if a zombie came out of one of the other stalls behind me. Just then, I head the door creak open. I literally jump back from the sink and gasp really loud when an older woman walks around the corner.

Needless to say, I apologized.
She was like "did I scare you?"
"Sort of. I was kinda freaking myself out."

I hope I don't have to be like the every time I use a public restroom.


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I have work in 15 minutes,
but I just wanna jot some ideas about my dream down before I forget it.
Puppies, Dad, repelling out of houses, Tyler, Matt, Alicia, Becca, Mom, homework.
Sansburns, Sara Hillary, Megan Mabel, Owen Strom, ect.
Running from someone... spiderman villain (what is Peter Parker's best friend's name?)
Evil, what did I do wrong? How do I get away?
Snake (anaconda).
Who saves me?
Who am I really running from?