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I started out in a small classroom with my schoolmates. Our teacher handed us homework that we would have to do each night until our test. The test was in four days and it was very important. Next, i went to a ranch for peace and quiet and a place to study. I was rejected entrance by the residents: adolescent kids. Then i suddenly looked at my upper left arm and my skin was peeling as if i had a sunburn. Nothing too serious but when i peeled a small piece of skin, all of the tissue came off with it, right to the muscle.

We had English all year and my ex went to the bathroom and didn't come back for 25 minutes. My teacher started to get concerned so she sent people out to look for him. As soon as they left the classroom,I got a text from my ex saying "I just shot my nose off in the bathroom with my .22 gun". I got up and ran to the bathroom. As I was running I was imagining what the scene would look like. I imagined that his nose was hanging off by a thread and it was bloody but not too bloody. As soon as I stepped foot in the bathroom,i woke up and didn't even get to see the real scene. I woke up crying and breathing heavily

I am in an orphanage full of girls. The hallways were so full, and I had to press through the children like I was in a can of sardines to get to a room where someone was teaching. I go into the room and the teacher and I recognize one another. She’s an Amazon woman, towering 2 feet above me. I keep thinking to myself – “She’s so tall and I’m so small.” She’s blonde, professionally dressed, and has a large book in her hands. She says, “You remember me, I was the VP of Marketing. Now I teach Marketing to 8-year olds. I heard about what the company did to you.” I rack my brain trying to think of her name, I can’t remember it, but her face is really familiar to me. Then I’m back in the hallway carrying a lot of suitcases and I’m trying to get away from the orphanage to an airport.

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