The dreams about high school are becoming stranger and even more twisted than ever before. Last night I found myself roaming the corridors. There were ghosts around every corner. My uniform felt strange and constricting. I walked into the bathroom I know oh so well and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked ridiculous. My tie all twisted and knotty, and my jumper was way too big for me. A 7th grader was pissing in the troph and I totally lost it. I couldn’t control myself. I started dancing in the the troph, laughing him while he pissed all over my legs. With my pants soaking, I ran into a cubicle and muttered to the faceless 7th grader something like “I cant stop myself Im really losing it”. I sat on the toilet, pouring sweat and tears. Then I woke up, and once again it took me about 5 minutes to realise that I finished school almost 4 years ago.