My name is Sam and i am sad today because yesterday i dreamt that i was a block. I don't know why I became this block but it was gray. This block had a grooved circle on it. The circle started to grow bigger and then shrink smaller and it said, "I am the enemy." Other blocks started to look at me and get angry because I kept saying "I am the enemy" over and over. My voice was machine-like, kinda like if a microwave talked, it talked that way. Even though I didn't have any hands, I put two plungers, the one's that unclog tough shits, in the middle of the circles. One on each side. The other side of the block had a grooved circle too. I tried to use the plungers to block the circle from saying "I am the enemy." But the circles didn't care that there was a plunger in the middle of the circle. This is why I am sad today.