"They are kids!" Her mother exclaimed. "You think it's anyway better for them? They have been good kids, Amanda. Don't forget that. And rants like this? It should be expected. You should understand their intention, not their protest."

Amanda nodded. She understood what her mother said perfectly. "What do I do mother? I was harsh. I couldn't get a hold of myself." Amanda asked, sobbing.

"First, you need to stop crying." She pats her back. "You have been brave from the beginning, this is not the time to allow fear to eat you up, right?"

"Yes, mother." Amanda said, wiping her tears.

"Now, you will have to finish what you...