The Walk to School

November 8th, 2017
9:51am

I was on my way home in an airplane when I encountered a dangerous adversary.  There is a dog somewhere.  A small tussle led to me having to jump out of the plane while it was flying at a lower altitude.  I was a girl in a yellow and white school uniform with a black backpack.  It was morning with partial cloud cover.  As I fell through a cloud I saw the ground for the first time.  It didn't feel like I was falling, and I felt very in control.  I adjusted to glide forward as I descended.  Then, with enough momentum, I adjusted upward and managed to stall in attempting a loop de loop.  Completing the flip I was now hurtling toward the ground much faster than I intended.  I adjusted to glide quickly enough, and managed to pull up just before I met the ground.  Having done all this, I was charged with adrenaline.  I ran as soon as I met the ground and was somehow able to jump and glide over some foliage.  I did this only a couple times.  I then made my way along a jogging/hiking trail that followed a road I touched ground by.  I walked directly to school.  It was some dimly lit raw wood interior (very wood cabin like) with the long curtains drawn.  I sat down, grabbed a three way bending touch monitor and began to try to find an application that could show me where I landed from the plane.  Two administrative women were there, and one of them was Ms. Leber.  Ms. Leber sat facing perpendicular to me and began pestering me asking why I was in here at this time and not doing what I was supposed to be doing like going to class and such.  I blew her off as best I could while having trouble navigating the rather large screen I was holding.  Getting frustrated with the screen and thoroughly annoyed with Ms. Leber I stood up and made my way past a hallway to the other side of the room.  The other woman was just inside the hallway, and upon seeing me began to question me and my doings.  Very much talking down to me with a great deal of attitude.  I then snapped at her, while trading glares with her and Ms. Leber, explaining that I had been in a fight, jumped out of an airplane without a parachute, walked directly to school, and that it all happened within the last two hours.  I snapped at her loud enough for both of the women to hear that all I wanted to do was figure out where the hell I landed when I jumped out of the airplane.  This seemed to shut them up good.  Their stunned silence gave me the concentration to find a map application.
I located where I landed

 and woke up.

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