A PRAYER FOR SELF CONTROL

I woke up the next morning suddenly feeling something cold on my forehead. I opened my eyes slowly as I saw my mum wearing a worried expression. 'What happened? Why did I feel weak yesternight?'

"I don't know what your problem is, always reading every time to the extent that you developed a fever", my mum said and a drop of tears fell from my eyes. If only she knew I have been developing feelings for boys the same well I developed one for a girl.

"I'm sorry mum, I only slept around 11 pm after reading a book, I never knew It would result in fever this morning", I said feeling guilty for stressing my mum.

" Just rest, you won't be going to your dad's Pharmacy today. This is your breakfast, eat some and take some medicines", she said leaving me with my food, medicine, and thoughts.