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Yesterday left me feeling worn out. I lay out early and almost immediately fell asleep. I woke up in a classroom, wearing a little skirt and a regular T-shirt. I had the strange feeling that something had happened before I opened my eyes, tired like all my energy had been drained.
I noticed blood on the chair. It was definitely not going to be a good day. My classmates were very kind. They handed me a pad and some clothes, and with their help I made my way to the restroom.
The restroom is more likely to be a dressing room, with racks of clothes all around. The curtain was very short, meant only to cover the lower half of the doorway, and it didn’t even reach fully from left to right. There was also a long curtain that covered the whole doorway, but it was semi-transparent. There was a toilet on the left wall of the restroom. Someone was already there. I hesitated, unsure what to do, as time kept passing. The boys began returning to the classroom, lining up outside the toilet
I quietly sat down in the corner of the room. My friends gathered around me as the blood kept leaking onto the floor.
I don’t remember what happened after that. The next thing I knew, I was waking up lying next to you. We talked for a while, then headed to the school’s grocery store.
You picked up a few things and stood by the door, waiting while I walked around wasting time trying to decide what I wanted. When I went to the cashier, I realized my account had no balance. You came over and paid for it. I’m not sure, but I thought you were disappointed. You must have been.
