The cannibal

Age nine, lucid/sweet.

The title of this is cannibal because that's what I was.  It must've been a nightmare for someone else, but for me, it was sweet.

This dream was very monochrome.  Everything was washed in this stark, violent shade of orange and sepia.  This was a very short dream but I still remember it to this day.

I dreamed I was walking down the halls of a public school that I had called, in my head, Terry Fox public school, which was a neighbouring school to my own (Kennedy Public School) back in Scarborough.  I imagined that I was walking down these halls, but there were students on all sides, jeering at me, laughing, stabbing me with their pencils and howling like hyenas.

They kept calling me names and laughing.  I knew I was completely alone because the shadowy friends I was walking with soon had left me to join with the crowd of laughter, of cruelty.

I was tired.  I felt empty.

I was actually... alright, with the situation.  To me it felt normal, this sadness, this ostracised state.

Then, this little girl--about my age, for I had this dream when I was ten and still little and still very much broken--tripped me.  She tripped me while looking at me with this condescending smirk.  She had very dark brown skin, and malicious eyes, and she smiled at me from above where I was sprawled on the floor.  She looked a lot like a bully I had from when I was little.

So I snapped.

I jumped on her and knocked her down, pinning her down on all fours like an animal.  My scream tore the school apart, literally, for the windows shattered and all of the previous laughing students were crying out in shock and fear.  I remember opening my mouth, and all my sharp, sharp teeth came out, and I bit into the little girl's throat.  I felt her gurgling scream vibrate through my skull, silenced when I tore out her windpipes and her blood started squirting everywhere.  Everyone was screaming because I had her throat in my mouth, and I laughed as I pranced on the nearest people, pinning them down, eating them, killing them.

When I woke up, it was to a shiver of delight.  In my dreams I had, though violently, triumphed over my enemies.  That was all I wanted.