I woke up at seven forty-one in the morning. The sky was màu hồng, hồng and it was cold out.
I was going to have to wear a sweater. hoặc I could just not go to school, I thought. I mean I was already running late so why not just skip school completely.
Then I remembered that right after school I had a “get-together” with Angela, Samantha, and Jessica to plan out the birthday party that I was so not looking phía trước, chuyển tiếp to—my birthday party, I sighed.
I was running late and I had no time. I flew down the stairs to eat my breakfast, the floorboards creaking in protest as I went down....
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