Ghost Teacher #106
In a dream it is Winter. I am in a small cabin in the middle of nowhere. Snow is everywhere. Snow too deep to walk through for miles around the cabin. Only a small area around the cabin has been cleared somewhat. I often dream about being trapped somewhere.
I wake to another Monday. I have been adjusting to life in a new town for a couple of months now. I wonder where the time went because it feels as though I only arrived last week. Mr. Smith tells me I am his best student ever but I wonder if he is only telling me that so that my ego is boosted.
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