High School

I returned to high school at Martin, and I knew that we were all returning, first day of classes, but I don't know if I was me now or if I was still in high school. Everything was very white and bright. I felt shy and didn't exactly know where to go or who to see. The class I went into was doing speeches, and I somehow came in in the middle of them. They were impromptu speeches, and I was very nervous because the topic was "stories about a bicycle", but I didn't have any stories about a bicycle! Nothing particularly interesting! As well as just being nervous to give the speech. I think Donna was sitting by me in the class. They were mostly my old classmates, too. More and more people kept coming in when it was getting closer to my time to talk. The class ended JUST as it was going to be my turn, and I wasn't sure if I was expected to give one next time, or if I was forgotten.