I don't think it is possible for me to feel any worse than I do right now.
Nobody has any idea how badly I just want to be home. How much I just want to sit in my bed, take a shower in my own bathroom, and eat a good meal, in a clean kitchen.
I was counting down the days, the hours, the seconds.
Now, I may have to stay until the 20th.
Can't I just go home? Won't you let me just, go home? Can't I just relax before I have to start school? Can't I have a break? Just one?
I had no summer. None. And I needed it more than ever. And now, the only week of summer left, it might be taken away from me.
I have to call home.