Tuesday, December 8, 2009
chapter three
i hated him more than ever today. MY husband went behinde my back and bought him two paints when he knows i handle all disciple. When it was time to go to the den mothers house out of no where he started being a "bad boy" as usual so he wasnt allowed to go. When we got back to the house he began to become beligerent so i made him feel the hell that he has been putting me through. i had once seen that a mother had made her son get on top of a hot stove, but i couldnt do that. all though as i began to scold him he became more beligerent so i found that i could have him get on the stove, he need to feel the misery that he had caused our family. i only wish he could be better.
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" Poor Poor Mother, your life is sooooo... miserable. You have to deal with *IT* all day. Just take those paints and throw them away, go ahead Mother do it. That little brat he acts as if he does nothing wrong, burn him, do it go ahead make him feel the burn! Show him what a living hell you live in.
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