When she gets home, she finds her mother sweeping the kitchen.
KHALIPHA: Molo, Mama.
MANGQOBELA: Molo nawe, why are you here at this time?
KHALIPHA: I’m sick, Mama. I am going to sleep now.
MANGQOBELA: No, you were perfectly fine this morning, and you are still as you left, so what is wrong with you?
KHALIPHA: I have a headache. It’s bad, Mama. May I please go and lie down?
MANGQOBELA: Go, I hope you are telling me the truth.
In her room, Khalipha gets into bed with her heart beating faster than it has ever before from anxiety.
Tell us: Do you always tell your parents what’s on your mind? Why or why not?