Dont let the sadness out, let the tears out

I dreamt that Brittany Wilson and i were cheerleaders on a stand recruiting other members. We cheered for the criminally insane.  

We had signed up for classes and Britney was worried about her break up with Craig we and the coach gad a try out for two other players who were normal. The second try out there was a shoot out, it was emotional because the sheep in the field where we had practiced had been shot. I tried to get Brittany to climb up top the shed but she and Craig got shot

Their bodies where laid to rest in a swamp. The coffins were set in giant iron cafes with the tombstone on the door and on the top. Then the bodies would sink in below the water to rot and the cages would prevent the bodies from being eaten by animals such as alligators. Brittany tried to climb in but i pulled her by her arm by the flow of the water.

After a grieving time I came back to the school as a patient. I was sad because of the death of Brittany. Everyone was setting up and sitting around waiting for the banquet dinner. There was danishes and fancy salads. I lied about getting cigarettes. I felt like crying so I announced I was going to the washroom to cry but the stalls were all full and the back ones had been turned in to showers. I turned the water off in one to sit in it.

*bitch plz its a dream not an essay