The dream

"Almost there," I encouraged myself on my way to school. I thought back to make sure that I had finished all my homework. Yup, I had completed it all, although I need some help on a few math problems.
As I walked I looked up at the sky. For some reason the sky seemed really bleak. It was dark, like in horror films. Something didn't feel quite right. As I looked at the clouds, droplets of rain landed on my face.
"Great" I muttered sarcastically. I pulled my hair back into a ponytail so that I could put on my hood. Normally I liked the rain, just not when I was walking to and from school.
Approaching the school, I noticed how empty it looked. Normally there were kids gathered at the front of the school by this time. Maybe they had all gone and found shelter inside their classrooms, but I still felt a little uneasy.
I stopped. For a moment I felt nauseous. I squeezed my eyes shut and fell to my knees. After a few seconds the nausea went away and I was able to stand up again.
My eyes widened in shock. I was no longer at the front of the school, but instead I found myself inside my classroom. My classmates were scattered throughout the classroom. Some of them were collapsed on the floor and others were slumped in their seats at their desks.
An alarm was going off throughout the entire school. I didn't understand what was going on. What had happened to all my classmates? Where was the teacher? Did I need to call 911? Burning questions, all, but first I needed to find a teacher.
In that moment the door swung open and I instinctively dove behind the nearest desk. Leaving me with a very painful rug burn. I peaked around the desk and watched as a figure entered the room. It was hard to tell in the dark room, but the figure standing in the doorway looked like my homeroom teacher.
Feeling a bit brave I stood up. A flashlight blinded me. I started to panic that maybe standing up wasn't one of my brightest ideas.
"Amanda is that you?" the person asked suspiciously. I could tell from her voice that it was definitely my homeroom teacher. I nodded. My teacher sighed, relieved.
"What's going on here?" I asked. My teacher explained to me that a few years ago a disease went around the school. They learned that it was an airborne disease. When a student got sick with it they would pass out during class and unless someone woke them up within the next 5 minutes, then they would never wake up. Now it somehow was showing up again.
I asked her if there was still a chance to save them. She told me there was so I asked her what I had to do to help. She smiled at me and told me that the answer to that was simple.
"You just place your hand on their shoulder and tell them to wake up." She explained. She walked up to a student that was sprawled out on the floor and demonstrated for me. Sure enough the student woke up.
Encouraged, I went to other students and followed the teacher's example. I continued to revive my fellow classmates, but I also noticed that every time I woke someone I felt weaker. I woke up as many students as could.
Eventually I was too weak to stand any longer. I sat down in a nearby desk and laid my head on the desk. I figured that I had caught the airborne disease that I had just cured my classmates of. I worried that no one would notice me and that by the time someone did that it would be too late to save me.
Drowsiness made my eyelids heavy and I tried to fight back, but I knew it was useless. My eyes closed and I gave in to the darkness. I felt like I was falling into a void.
It didn't last long. I felt a warm hand on my shoulder and I was filled with hope. I tried to call out, but still didn't have any strength to do so. I heard a voice call my name and it felt like a weight was being lifted off of me. I wanted to know who was calling me.
I opened my eyes and sat up slowly. I was awake and alive, but still a little weak. I looked to my rescuer to see who it was. When I saw him I felt nostalgic. I felt like I knew him, but I also knew that I had never seen him before in my life.
"Thank you" I said with a drowsy smile. He smiled back. I didn't understand what was going on, but I decided to go along with it. He took my hand and together we left the bleak room.