My eyes scanned the four walls of my room. I darted them to the window. It was morning and the sun's rays had already found their way into my room. I listened attentively to the chirping of the bird but I didn’t move.
I was still tired.
The fact was that I didn’t sleep at all last night. I tried my best to get all the rest I needed but sleep seemed not to be interested in me.
The reason is I was hot again last night. I was so hot that I felt like running out of my room and dropping into a lake or river. Sleeping on the bare floor wasn’t enough.
Of course, I was naked again. I looked at my body. I pitied myself.
I had to go take my shower. I had to hurry up on time so that I could supervise breakfast and the chores.
In no time, I dashed into the bathroom, brushed and took my bat
