Chapter 3 Dream, is it a dream

B-O-O-M!.

"Mom, dad, I am in here!" I screamed from the top of my lungs. I looked round the almost destroyed classroom feeling super scared and frustrated. The entire classroom was already in rumbles and I was stuck in it. The dust and smoke everywhere were on the verge of suffocating me

"Window, yes a window" I thought. I looked around for a window. I spotted one and quickly ran to it. I tried to get it open but it wouldn't budge. After a number of futile attempts, I dropped to the ground and began to cry.

"Mom, dad, I am in here" I screamed again with tears freely flowing down my cheeks. What was the point of screaming? Nobody was going to come for me, I might as well just lay down here comfortably and die.

Amidst all my thoughts, I heard the sound again. The sound which had always kept me on alert. BOOM!

It was the sound of a bomb being thrown at the east wing of the school. It was definitely getting nearer to where I was. I picked up my sorry self and decided that I had to get out of here. With tears still streaming down, I noticed an opening at the door which had been created when the bomb had been thrown. I squeezed my self out of the classroom and began to run. To where? I didn't know. I had to run to a place away from bomb and the terrorist. As I ran away from the classroom, something made me stop in my tracks and sent shivers down my spine. It was the sight of the dead bodies in front of me that made me stop in my tracks. I immediately froze at that spot. What was I seeing in front of me? The bodies of my friends and teachers. I could feel the tears gushing out of my eyes and wanted to scream loudly but the sound wouldn't come out. I heard footsteps approaching but I was too weak in the knee to even move a muscle.

Suddenly someone pulled me away from the spot where I stood and we both hid behind the stairs. A shadow appeared close to where we were. It belonged to one of the terrorists. He was carrying an Ak47 gun in his arm. He looked around to see if anyone one was here but he only met the pile of dead bodies. He smilled with satisfaction as he stepped on the head of one of the dead kids until the head disambled. My eyes widened with horror at this sight and I was on the verge of screaming when my savior signaled me to hold it in and keep quiet. I hadn't noticed him until now. The terrorist left and my saviour heaved a sigh of relief. He looked at me with steady eyes and asked, "what were you just about to do?"

I was too petrified to speak and simply just kept mute. "Do you know what would have happened if you had screamed?" It would have been the end for the both of us".

I looked at him with teary eyes and said, "They killed her". "They really killed her". His expression softened as he realized that I was petrified from what I had just seen. I quietly began to sob. He looked at me pitifully and then gave me a quick but gentle hug.

"Don't cry" he told me. He released me from the hug and then looked at me.

"Everything is going to be alright" he told me.

"How do you know? I asked as I wiped my tears away. He shrugged his shoulders and said,

"I don't know but it's better than saying everything is not going to be alright". He smiled at me and I also smiled back in spite of myself.

" Is everyone dead? I asked him. He looked at me as if he was unsure of what to say. Finally he joked, "not everyone, we both are still alive". I didn't find his joke funny and he too had realized it.

"we should go" he told me. "Where will we go?", I asked scared.

"We have to find away out of the school before it's all bombed down" he responded. As if on cue, we both heard another bomb being thrown again. I instantly started crying again."I don't want to die","I want to go back to my mother and father". I don't want to die" I sobbed

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"I don't want to die! I-I don't wa-nt to die" I screamed in my sleep. My eyes shot opened, looking horrified. My entire body was shaking violently and my heart, on the verge of ripping out of my chest. I tried to reach for my medicine and a glass of water on my bed's side drawer. Unfortunately, I ended up tipping over the glass of water and my medicine. The glass shattered into pieces.

"I am going to die, I am going to die" I thought panting heavily. I looked around my room and all I saw were smoke and dust."I can't breathe! Help! I can't breathe! I screamed really loudly. I rolled off of my bed and landed on the shattered glasses.

"Avni!! My mom screamed horrified as she saw me on the ground trying to breathe like a person suffering from asthma. She had heard my screams from her room and quickly made for my room. She quickly brought me back onto my bed. Going over to the bed's side drawer, she took my emergency pills and bottle water. She helped me to take my pills before beginning to rub my hands and legs. She was already in tears.

"Oh Lord, please help Avni, please help my avni" my mom prayed as she rubbed my hands and legs crying.

"I'm going to die! I yelled crying.