In the morning I got up to my mom telling me to get up. As I did I noticed that my back was killing me but I did as I was told. Once I was out of bed, I immediately went straight to my mom. “Good afternoon Olivia. You do know what time it is right?” I looked at the clock on the microwave and said “Ugh, yeah. Why did you let me sleep in until 12:40 P.M.?” My mom looked at me and realized that I looked at the microwave and said “Well, you did not set a alarm, so it is your fault.” I looked down in defeat from my mom and thought “I am not going to tell her about my back”, but my mom noticed the blood on my shirt and asked if I was ok. Me, not knowing that I had blood on my shirt, told her the truth “Mom, when I woke up my back hurt a lot and it still hurts. I don’t know what I did.” My mom looked at me and said “Okay, I believe you.” I looked at my mom, gave her a hug, then grabbed something to eat.