CHAPTER 85 The Strange Attention

  Recently I have been having more dreams about my lost memory. More things began to flow into the dream that I once called nightmares. I don't know if I've only started recalling some of the things that happened because Mrs Zikora had told me. Or maybe I wasn't even remembering them, maybe it was because she recently told me and I had started projecting what I heard from her into my dreams. I really do not know.

  I was currently in class, English class to be exact. I was just as usual boring but I could bare with it I guess. Lunch break was in a few seconds anyways.

  Speaking of a few seconds, the bell just went off. As I wanted to carry my bag and leave to my favorite place in the whole school... obviously the library. The Biology teacher walked in.