My mother was incarcerated at that time, so I lived with my aunt Pompon. Auntie Pompon never let me and my cousins ​​wake up late for school and if we did, we would get pushed. Coincidentally on this day both my cousin Zay and I overslept. Then we frantically jump up and start getting dressed. By the time I'm getting dressed, I get my period a week earlier than expected. Then, finally, when we tried to get my aunt to get up and she told us "you go to sleep, you'd better walk". She didn't care if it was my birthday or not. So unfortunately Zay and I start walking and I didn't know that nature was against me too, it started to drizzle. I could feel every drop falling on me, I just knew I would smell like a wet dog when I got to school. The sensations I felt while walking were unimaginable, I could have just gripped the ground at that moment because there was no way my day could be brightened, it had been ruined from the moment I