While I waited, I looked through the rest of my documents for this new name. I saw school papers that looked like those I got from school at home. The...grades were mostly Cs with a few Bs. Supposedly I had a sister, and we lived in various random towns where my parents found work. Soon the balding man returned to finished filling in some boxes, using the metal squeeze stamps, using a press to cut out the picture, and placing it in the required spot. He covered each page with a clear plastic. The freedom to do what you want is amazing. To enjoy this newfound freedom to the fullest, I decided that I would fuck one girl in the first semester. I started talking to a lot of people. I got to know a lot of girls and worked on increasing my confidence in talking and flirting with them. One day a girl came and sat next to me in a lecture. The lecture was very boring and both of us were not paying attention. So I started talking to her. We didn’t talk much because the professor could see us,. "I saw your show the other night. You are one tough old bird." she said."Oh, I don't know about that. Remember it's just TV." I said."I thought it was all filmed live," she said."Yeah hidden camera shit mostly. I do some on camera interviews to move the story along, but mostly it's just scenes from life." So it all really happened more or less like they show it?" she asked."More or less, usually we were applying motives after the fact, so they sound a little more grand than they probably were.". It would take until then for me to be able to prove my story so they didn’t think I’d been in the hot Afghani sun too long.The closer we came to the farm, the home I’d grown up in and my non-military home address for the last twelve years, the more emotional I became. I had to fight back the tears when the farm came into view. According to the dream I had right before I awoke back in this time, I’d see it for eleven more days, and then never again.I spent the rest of the day with my family as.