My mother was incarcerated at the time, so I lived with my Aunt Pompom. Aunt Pompom never let me and my cousins ​​stay up late for school and if we did, we were driven. Coincidentally, that day my cousin Zay and I overslept. So we jump up frantically and start putting on our clothes. When it's time to put on my clothes, I arrive at my menstrual cycle a week before it's supposed to arrive. Then to top it all off when we tried to get my aunt to stand up and she told us "you better walk". She didn't care if it was my birthday or not. So unfortunately Zay and I started walking and little did I know that nature was also against me, it started to drizzle. I could feel every drop that fell on me, I just knew I would smell like wet dog once I got to school. The sensations I experienced while walking were unimaginable. I could have held on to the ground at that moment because there was no way my day could have been brightened, it was ruined from the moment I walked.