I dreamt about sitting in my fourth grade class next to my friend Justin and looking at a math problem which was interrupted by inmates yelling back and forth between cells. Then, a while later, I fell asleep and dreamt I was walking up to my grandparents old house and the lawn needed to be mowed. I walked into the house and my grandfather was laying down bothered by a toothache. The blaze of the guards flashlight snapped me out of that dream.
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