Shemika
After crying to my satisfaction, I sluggishly dragged myself up with the support of the shelf I clutched onto.
My movement was slow, I was in pain but I needed to pull myself together, nobody was gonna help me do that. I've got to do it myself.
I walked to the bathroom to wash myself, but the moment I splashed water on my bruised face, it hurt me badly because of the scratches I obtained when Mary was dragging me on the floor.
My face was swollen with red fingerprint, I wasn't looking like myself anymore.
This is really unfair!
I let my finger graze my scratch and I flinched immediately, wincing in pain.
"Ouch!" I squirmed, squeezing my eyes closed as I splashed more water on my swollen face.
My fingers trembled slightly as I turned off the tap, lifting my head up from the
