I woke up to a blinding ray of the sun touching my face. Feeling the warmth of the new day, I slowly open my eyes upon adjusting it to the sudden brightness. I stretch my arms out wide as well as my legs and groan in satisfaction.
My eyes travel to check on the wall clock, it is still six in the morning. I had to take a rest for a few more minutes before deciding to stand up and go to the kitchen, so I could cook breakfast for my parents. But as I get there, I saw both of them already preparing the food, my Dad is sitting at the dining table while taking a sip of his coffee and my Mom is busy cooking.
“What do you think would our daughter want for breakfast?” my Mom asked my Dad. “That girl does not like eating vegetables, she is probably not going to eat these.”
“Your daughter has grow
