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I was cold when I opened my eyes. Due to some old habitual compulsions, I mumbled out, “Mother, I’m cold. I won’t go to school today.” Upon making that comment, I received whispers. People around me were bewildered by strange rambling about not wanting to go to school. They clearly didn’t understand that I thought I was back into my old home with my parents. However, the realisation soon struck me when I neither received a response from my mother nor did I get comforted by my parents. I opened my eyes to realise that I was lying in the middle of the woods. A crowd of contestants had gathered around me. They all had gotten curious about my sudden urge to sleep my depression off in the middle of the woods. Although the people didn’t spare me from ridiculing me for my mumbling, but t