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I'm in a class room studying maths.
I'm copying some numbers and letters off the board.
Then Im drawing a pink out line around my work.
I see a red pen and use that instead to outline my work.

I'm making a grid (a table) in red to put my answers in.

Donald Trump is the class teacher
He says somthing nice about my Dissociative identity disorder. Then it is little lunch time (10am) so we all go outside.

Then I look back at the class room and there are three students inside so I go back to class.

We have a new teacher now.

I look at the red table in my maths note book and wake up.