Seneca
After that b***h tried to stab me, we finished cleaning up and got ready to leave. Mom and Nana managed to bandage my hand up for now. So I was able to grab my bag and go change. I was glad that I had other clothes now. Because what I was wearing now had blood on it. I went to my old room and into the bathroom.
I got undressed, and Mom came in and grabbed my clothes from me. She'd soak them so that the blood didn't stain them. After I gave them to her, I grabbed a wash rag and washed my arm up and then my hand the best that I could. When I was done, I got dressed and then sat down to brush my hair and fix it a little better.
I pulled part of it up and left the rest down. I added a little bit of makeup, and then I was good to go. I'm sure that I'll get made fun of by the mean girl
