-Chapter 3- -Memories-
"Okay." I said smiling up at dad.
I was holding moms hand with the one that didn't have play dough ice cream.
I had dropped my ice cream and a dog came along slobbering all over it, the lady with the dog yanked him back apologizing and scolding her dog. She offered to buy me another ice cream but my dad had waved her off instead.
It was after all my fault I dropped the ice cream.
I cried.
I whined.
I yelled.
My dad got angry.
My mom was calm.
My dad scolded me.
Mom defended me.
After I got my ice cream I was calm again.
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