It's been more than 10 days now that I haven't gotten out of my house as I should. The first week was for my sickness, and now it's nearly another week for my broken heart. That means it's a long time I haven't been to school.
The principal got suspicious and decided to call my parents, unfortunately. Why? Why does he have to do it? Why didn't he just mind his own business? I'm doomed now.
“Kizie, get into my room, now.” I heard Susan shouting.
I rushed towards their room and while I was there I kept my head low. She came closer to me and slapped me. Then she holds my hair tightly so that my head would point up and I could see her eyes.
“You're principal called me. Why aren't you f*****g going to your school? If you don't want to study, then we will be glad to kick you out of our house
