28th of September, 2073

So.. here goes.

I already have a diary. Called Percy. But.. this is for homework. Gr. Writing dreams.

Half the time I don't remember them - but I must of been lucid dreaming or that whatsits, because this was CRYSTAL CLEAR probably because I've had this dream so many times.

I was walking into a room. The room was really brightly lit but there was nothing in it. No furniture. No people. Nothing. Empty room. Then suddenly everyone is there. People I recognise - or seem to. I laugh. It's a party. People are laughing and dancing and just generally filling the room with colour. This continues for ages - or seems to. Everyone is around, dancing, happy. There is so much laughter and colour.

Then I get up and the crowd parts, they seem to finally notice I'm there. And everything stops. The laughter. THe music. The noise. Everyone is quiet. Slowly, there is a buzzing around the room. People start whispering, looking at each other. Nervous. I feel really nervous but I walk towards the centre - where the light is projecting. I keep walking and the distance suddenly seems so long. I just keep walking. People stare and whisper and some even point. At me. I know they're pointing at me.

I get to the focal point of the room and there are stairs - two or three. I begin the ascent. It, again, seems to take forever. And then I trip. I fall in slow motion. Slowly but deliberately fall. There is silence from the crowd. And then laughter. Like something really, really funny just happened. I gulp. I don't know if I cry but they just keep laughing.

Embarassed. Red-faced. I try to get up but the stairs keep slipping. There is so much laughter I can't concentrate. THen suddenly - it's quiet. Everyone is gone and the bright lights and the empty room seem to stretch on in every direction for such a long time. Eons and eons. There is silence. No one there. I feel so alone. Then I wake up.

Weird.

15th of October, 2073

I woke up crying. Stupid dreams..

It's Lori and I sitting beside the lake. Savannah and Aiden are there - Oliver and Trixie are running around the side doing.. Merlin knows what.
Lori laughs at a joke Adam has just said and I grin. She begins to say how she's going to miss school and everyone and I hate the topic.

I tell her it's going to be fine, but she refuses to believe me. She starts to cry. Everyone stops and stares. Lori is crying and she won't stop. But then.. it's not Lori crying, it's me. I'm mumbling jibberish about how we'll never see each other and no one reassures me.

They all just nodd and agree.

Then they all start laughing and there's just me, alone, standing by the lake, with friends who seem to think it's all really funny.

Then we're not at the lake anymore, it's graduation and everyone is delighted to be leaving. Not because Hogwarts wasn't fun, but because we get to become adults. But me.. I'm sad. Hogwarts is home.

I tell this to Oliver, but he's gone from beside me, he's saying goodbye to Trixie. They talk for a while - everyone is talking to someone. I'm alone.

The hall seems to get bigger with more and more people and still, I stand alone. Then suddenly they all turn and leave. They all wave goodbye to me as they walk out the massive oak doors. I run after them and stop Lori and Oliver. They seem to have been talking.

I ask them where they're going. Neither reply, they just smile.

I stare. I ask them again.

Then Oliver speaks, "Bye Cameron."

And he leaves.

They all do.

Then I wake up.

4th of November, 2073

I'm starting to get freaked out by my dreams. More often now, I wake up in a cold sweat, absolutely terrified and wanting to cry. It's pretty friggin' pathetic, but it's true.

The dream starts at home.. my home? I don't really know. I'm yelling at Oliver. He's done something but for the life of me, I can't recall what it was he did to get us to that place. Yelling. It's extremely loud.

Eventually we cool off. He walks out for fresh air and I just sit and stare at the wall. I presume school's finished. I don't know how long I sit there for before I'm off and going somewhere.

We've finished school, I think because where I'm going is a reunion of some sort. Everyone from school is there. Friends, people I knew in passing, friends of friends and .. it seems there's even friends that have brought family. Children litter the place like whoah. They're everywhere. Climbing tree's .. just everywhere.

I walk into the meadow type thing, alone. People are laughing and enjoying themselves. I feel awkward. As per usual, I really dislike spending time with large crowds. People always ask you awkward questions. I sort of shift to the sides, hoping no one will notice me.

Then Lori comes over. She's still as glittery as ever. She has a little girl in her hands and tells me that this is her daughter. I start laughing. It's a joke right? But.. her anger soon tells me it's not. This is for real. How old are we? Lori doesn't look eighteen. She looks older. Much, much older.

Then Torin comes over. He's got this gorgeous brunette. Where's Brody? And everything starts to blur. He's yapping on about his restaurant in Soho or something and then I see Oliver.

I don't know why, but I don't go over. Have we broken up? What's going on? He turns. See's me. Grimaces. He walks over and the conversation is stilted. What's going on?

Behind him, a few minutes later, a tall, statuesque woman appears. He introduces her name, but I can't remember. Something with a 'T'? I don't know. They laugh and cling to each other. It's the most sickening display of PDA I've ever seen in my life and I've witnessed Brodin.

It's a long while before they realise and they just giggle and whisper to themselves. Awkward. Very bloody awkward.

They say goodbye. Then Lori and her.. brood. Torin and his .. woman and then everyone leaves. I'm standing alone.

Again.

These dreams always end in the same bloody way.

Night.

- Assignment complete.