First and last part

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I sit in class, listening to the teacher and students drone on, as I tune them out I look out of the window and notice how high up we are. I can see the traffic light on red directly below us. I keep looking into the bright red light, as cars do while approaching it, time stops... Well at least in my world. I'm put back on a long dirt road, that never seems to end, and I, well I just keep walking. Forward and forward, going no where, much like the conversation I still hear in the background with the teacher. I keep walking forward, nothing is stopping me. As I keep walking I am dreaming of laying down, because I'm so tired all of the sudden, I'm exhausted. I close my eyes, to catch my breath, and when I open them, I hear my name being screamed, but no one is around. The screaming gets louder and no one is there, so surely, I'm going insane. I keep walking, farther and longer until I see a house. Much like your average tale of Goldie locks, I knock on the door. No one answers, and I'm so tired, I walk in and lay down on their bed, and ask God if he will forgive me for being so selfish. I close my eyes, but I cannot sleep! I hear a door shut in the house and I pry my eyes open before a man stands above me, eyes wide, looking panicked. I immediately sit up and apologize profusely. His expression doesn't change and all he says is, "you can't fall asleep!" I look up in surprise and say "why? I'm so tired, I just want to sleep." He simply holds out his hand to help me out of the bed and walks me to the door, then replies "because if you fall asleep, there will be consequences." He walks with me out of the door and, me, already confused, has never seen the place that we're in. I look up at the sky, and it's all red, and I look over to the man I've just met, and he's turning a bright green color, like an alien from another planet. I close my eyes and blink slowly only to open them and find that time has started again and the traffic light has turned green.

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