letting go of anger

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we finally got home, and as soon as we did, I jumped out of the car and ran straight towards the garage. I opened it and ran over to Christine, getting in and finally letting my anger go. "AHHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed. "why? why? why why why why why?" I put her keys in and started her up, then I got out, shut the door, stood in front of her, and got on the ground."kill me! kill me, Christine! do it! I won't care!" I layed there for about 3 minutes. then I looked at her. "I said kill me!" she didn't move. i stood up. "oh. " I said. "I see. you wanna pretend that you don't know how to drive by yourself when you DO know howbull crap, Christine!" I opened the door and yanked out the keys."gimme those damn keys!" I said. I shut the door again and walked away. "you are staying in here today!" I called over my shoulder. I passed Arnie's car and got an idea. I got in and started his car. well, I tried. she didn't start up. I pulled out my keys and took Arnie's as well. I slammed the door and held both sets of keys in each hand. "that's it!" I yelled. "neither of you cars are getting your keys back! and besides, you can't drive without em anyways! so take that and run it over!"

( I swear that I am not lying to you when I say this)

as soon as I turned around, I heard the most frightening sound.

"vroooom! vroooom! vroom! vroom! vroom! vroom!" " one of the cars started itself up. I slowly turned back around. "oh shit." I whispered.

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