There’s nothing like a good tantrum.
When you are really, really furious
and you don’t want to stop, so you don’t.
You go on yelling and you go on drumming your feet
on the floor
and you roar
and you shriek
and you throw things
and then you throw some more things
and then you hit that really high note
that sends all the dogs whimpering
Especially if you can manage to do it somewhere really embarrassing.
Like a supermarket
or a church.
Where there are lots of people to stare at your parents and mutter to each other.
It’s really satisfying.
I don’t know why they keep trying to find ways to stop you doing it.