Today started out like any other Saturday morning. I was awoken by the sound of my neighbors playing their drums at 9:30, so I got up and read some Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix for a while. Around 11 I got hungry and went downstairs for a bite to eat. There I met my {Mom} and I could already tell she was in one of her moods. I made myself some spaghetti and by that time {Dylan} had wandered in, looking for food. Mom began criticizing the way he got the bowl out of the cupboard (“Ask Erin to move first before you open the door on her head!”) and finally we all settled down to eat. {Brittani} appeared as I was finishing my spaghetti and she started heating up the remainder of my meal for her lunch. I let out a burp on my way out of the kitchen and made a joke about saying “Excuse me.”

Almost as soon as I was upstairs in my room, I heard my mom yelling at Brittani and Dylan and subsequently her footsteps heading to the staircase. I got up and went down to see what was wrong. When I met my mom on the staircase she simply shouted that she was “tired, frustrated and sick of this!” Knowing I would be unable to get a straight answer out of her, I went to the kitchen to find Brittani and Dylan in tears. Brittani told me that after I left my Mom started on a tirade, calling us all pigs (apparently in reaction to my belching). This really angered me, seeing as it’s nothing to yell at the kids over and especially not to yell at them to the point of making them cry. So I set off upstairs to talk to my mom about this whole business and that’s when the fun began.

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