Back in pre-school things were... Strange. I remember falling asleep out of nowhere and dreaming I was at war, then I woke up. I looked at a kid weird in the middle of a "race", the kid was known as the kid that beats up kids, so I looked at him, and punched him. We got in a "fight". We didnt cry in the middle of that I guess. But then the teachers walked us away and we were sobbing. I remember one time I was just laying in a sand box, just chilling. Then I had a bunch of fire ants crawl on me and bite me, I was crying. My mom had to get me early.