Lately, I've been having ordinary dreams, but last night was weird. I was in my school auditorium, and my whole school was there. ....anyways some people were brought up to the stage to write essays for fun. For some reason my essay was about depression and loneliness. It was about a girl I used to like that I never showed loved to and loneliness and depression was the cause of it. One of the teachers wanted it to read it out loud and I really didn't care, so I let her...and for some reason apparently I didn't finish the last paragraph. She mentioned at the end there was no end...and the girl I used to like speaks out the loud and asks me what's the end...and I don't seem to look at her or answer her. Whats the deal?
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