Krystal
“s**t! What did I just do?” I asked myself after seeing myself doing it in the mirror.
“What! What happened to you?” Ms. G came running into my room.
I turned my head and looked at her while my body was still in front of the mirror.
“I smiled…I think I---like him.” I said to Janice in an innocent voice. I feel like a kid telling my mother that I did something wrong. That is what I definitely can picture myself in this kind of situation.
“I told you! You like him. HAHAHA.” Ms. G said to me, laughing out loud, and after hearing her laugh out loud, my knees suddenly felt weak, so I sat on the floor in disbelief at myself.
Why the hell is she laughing at me when I am now having brain damage? I can feel my head aching in disbelief.
I can still picture myself staring in the mirror
