So, I didn't eat with my dad BECAUSE I didn't take a shower...
Then, I took one while supper was getting ready and then went back in my room.
I didn't eat and talked to my grandma like an airhead and couldn't think. She seemed to feel more guilty. I was so mad about my nose! I still am, but at least I'm alive. I don't think she has the, what would you say, guts to take it back.
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