This morning, I was sick. The consist vomiting made my throat sore. El, my little sister heard me and came to my aid.
I love her. At times, she is so sweet, but at other times, she's a pain.
As my head was in the toilet, El held my long black hair back. She was so concern.
After the vomiting, I looked into the mirror and my green eyes were hollow as if death was inside of me.
Now, I know, today will be a special day.
This afternoon, my mom asked me not to judge her. WTF?
Where is E.C.? I need him.
