Me, my dad, and my sister are muslim

Every morning we make a prayer at 5:15 called Fajr

My dad interrupts my sleep by saying “Brotha it’s time! Make wudu!”

He does the same to my sister, and we go downstairs after making wudu, and do out prayer

I hate having to wake up, and make prayer, but I enjoy being able to spend time with my dad, and sister in the morning

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