31 Days, 31 Memories - Day 3
Jan. 3rd, 2006 07:13 am3. High School
Junior year of high school I took physics with a teacher who looked like a celebrity I had a crush on. He was a sci fi buff and read my long Star Trek fanfic with great interest, so we had forged a bit of a bond. Just before Christmas vacation I had a vivid dream that he broke into my best friend’s house and raped her while I hid under her bed. I woke up shaking, arrived at school feeling nauseous, and seriously considered skipping class when the thought of facing him brought the dream back with a visceral rush.
I didn’t skip, choosing practicality over melodrama, but I never told my friend exactly what happened in the dream either.
Junior year of high school I took physics with a teacher who looked like a celebrity I had a crush on. He was a sci fi buff and read my long Star Trek fanfic with great interest, so we had forged a bit of a bond. Just before Christmas vacation I had a vivid dream that he broke into my best friend’s house and raped her while I hid under her bed. I woke up shaking, arrived at school feeling nauseous, and seriously considered skipping class when the thought of facing him brought the dream back with a visceral rush.
I didn’t skip, choosing practicality over melodrama, but I never told my friend exactly what happened in the dream either.
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Date: Jan. 3rd, 2006 05:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: Jan. 3rd, 2006 05:51 pm (UTC)The headmaster of the boarding school I attended then telling me how important it was to love someone, how love is the truest force in the world and how I should never be afraid to love as fiercely as I did then.
He sounds familiar, doesn't he :-)
Also, he was one of the most intelligent people I've ever met and apart from lacking about 100 years and a beard there were a few more similarities...
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Date: Jan. 3rd, 2006 05:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: Jan. 3rd, 2006 08:54 pm (UTC)