You heard Mary again, arguing with Jesus as he remained stern, yet calm and gentle. He sighed, slightly staring at the celing.

“Mother. Please, i am no odinary kid. You know this. I have a duty to complete when i become an adul-“

Mary interrupted him, screaming at the top of her lungs, “I KNOW! OK?! BUT I AM SICK AND TIRED OF YOU ALREADY THINKING ABOUT THE FUTURE. WHY CAN’T U JUST BE A CHILD? WHY CAN’T YOU JUST PLAY WITH THE OTHER KIDS AND ENJOY YOUR LIFE, ATLEAST FOR A WHILE, PLEASE?”