I woke up. . . I was in a classroom sitting in a chair. Around me was lot of desks. I tried to remember what I was doing here but my mind came up blank.

I studied my surroundings but still no hint at were I am but only a feeling, a familiar feeling. The classroom door was gigantic, On the door are big white letters indicating that Im In classroom 1-A. That number felt so familiar but still I couldn't remember why. There are rows of desks so straight and orderly that it was amazing that this was a classroom.

I got up and slowly approached the large windows taking up the left wall. I was careful to avoid the neat desks. Outside was beautiful the courtyard had trees that were so green and bright that mother nature would be jealous. Also there was people, they were talking around in groups and having fun. The biggest thing in the courtyard is this big arc that had two letters: UA. Even though it was very pretty and familiar but I did not give me a clue to were I was.

I walked back my chair and in-front of it was a dark oak desk that stood before the classroom. I grazed my hand over the smooth surface of the handsome desk. I was mindlessly milling around looking for clue, I dont know to what I just was. I found a dirty yellow sleeping bag, when I'm talking dirty I'm talking very dirty.

I nudged it with my foot, i touched something solid. I paused before I turned it over. I wanted a reason to be in this classroom and maybe this thing was my reason. A old, smelly, dirty sleeping bag is my maybe reason for being here. . . . Right Now.