If I was allowed to remain in my sobbing state for a whole ten minutes, that was a lie. In a fast moment, like a blink of an eye, Emily and Olivia were already standing in front of me, pulling my hair to raise my head.
Once my head was up and they saw that it was full of tears, “the witch is crying, hahaha,” Emily mocked.
“Are we supposed to feel sad for you?” Olivia mocked likewise, as they both stuck out their tongues like little kids teasing each other on the playground. Hence, they dropped the toothbrush on the floor and a bucket of water and soap near it.
“Better start scrubbing because I want lunch ready in thirty minutes,” Olivia hissed as Emily and she walked away.
Knowing fully well that if they said they wanted lunch in thirty minutes and it wasn't ready by thirty-one minutes
