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?