Understand My Dreams

Dreams dying

I was in an older school, knowing i was studying massage therapy, what I graduated for. I searched and searched for my black back pack, through old lockers, in closets and amongst the dozens of black bags I couldn't find mine. After giving up I then go to my mothers old house where I wait for my step dad to pick me up for work and decide that because I'm unprepared for school I will just quit. I knew I had to be at work by 10:30 and my step dad was supposed to pick me up by 10. He is late.

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