YOLANDA
I am trying to wake up from my bed, but it is so hard. I feel so sick, well actually, one side of my face is seriously painful. I need to get up and get ready for school, but what am I even going to do there when I feel like my face was hit by a train? Or maybe if I go to the school's clinic I would get help.
I hold the side of my face as I get out of bed and get in the bathroom to get ready. Forty-five minutes later, I am done and in my tight blue jeans, white golf t-shirt, blue denim jacket, and white sneakers. I have tied my hair to the back of my neck, I look good, and I smell good. The only problem is that I feel like I am going to die. I don't think I will be able to drive myself to the campus, so I will call Tori to tell him to catch a taxi because I will not be fetching
Aksara