You run to the bathroom and stop infront of the toilet. "I hope growing and changing pays off," and you pull down her pants and sit on the toilet. Once the blader started leaving, you feel very uncomfortable. It felt like peeing lower than usual and with out aim. You stand up and pull up her jeans up. You look in the miror and decide to work on her hair. You search for her brush, and after a long time of brushing you get her hair right. You brush it behind your ear and head down for breakfest. You have a small bowl of oat meal and head out side, still feroshously hungery. "God Halima do you eat anything," you say. Then you wonder how she got to school.
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