Sitting in a classroom.
Amongst a midst of people.
Listening to the educator in front.
Making no sense of what is being said.
Numbers on the board.
Symbols that are foreign.
Feelings of confusion.
Looking around to see people scribbling furiously on their papers and notes.
Looking down at a blank piece of paper.
The familiar feeling of frustration.
Then the anger, and the fear, and then...
nothing.
This can't be happening again....
My nightmare is back.
The one that I thought I escaped 3 years ago.
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