“Sha, wake up, it’s 9 O’clock” Mother shouted again. I fumbled under the pillow to reach the phone. It’s 8:35. I knew it! She just try to make me hurry. I crawled up to bathroom with my dizzy eyes. After a few minutes later I dragged myself to the dining table.
Breakfast is near to end. Everybody is now in finishing touch with the exception of mother. She has yet to start hers.
We are a family of five.
“Where is the pot of sugar?” Shibly, my younger, brother said. He has a small business near to do