Worse?

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The next day my cheeks were worse. It was a school day and could barley talk.

"Marie do you feel any better?" Jackie asked me

"No worse" I said

"What do you mean" she asked me

"It stings!" I said as I cried

"Lemme see" she said

I moved my hair so she could see. No one saw because we were in the janitors closet.

I could hear her thoughts. " Omg Ambers been slapping her more hasn't she!!" I thought she said in her mind.

Just then the janitor walked in on us!!! I quickly hid me checks and ran out. I went to the nurse and showed her. She told me to go home and rest. Before I left she gave me this cream to put on it. She told me to put it on twice everyday until it gets better. I called my dad and told him I was coming back. It started to rain badly.

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