Dear Diary,

Tuesday 17th March 2009,

As I awoke, everything felt distorted. I was lost. I didn't know where I was nor what was going on. I just wanted to go home but something stopped me, a silhouette grasped onto me not wanting to let go, I tried to push myself away but their grip got tighter, I was trapped. I couldn't breathe, my body felt heavy. Then I collapsed losing all the weight that had grown on me, banging my head as I hit the floor.

When i woke up, everything was quiet and buoyant like I could just float. Mud was in my hair making it feel dusty. My skin was torn, as it leaked blood, trickling down my body. My head throbbed in pain as I tried to get up. I realised I was on my school's soccer field, my phone was in front of me and as I went to pick it up, that same silhouette appeared but something was different, It looked paler and whatever it was trying to say I couldn't hear it, as I tried calling for help but all there was, was silence. I started to panic but the same silhouette became darker and started to come closer but as I ran everything went dark.