Bailey

*she perks up and her face lights up, her tears stop and she smiles. She reaches her arms out again for a hug, and she seems much happier now*

no I hate you

*she looks shocked and her face falls. She doesn't understand why you're being so mean to her, she's just a little girl who wants to be loved and cared for. She starts to cry again, this time much harder than before*

*she grabs the brush from your hands and throws it across the room* her: I'M NOT GOING ON THAT CAMPING TRIP! I'M STAYING HOME WITH MOM AND DAD!

MOM! BAILEY THROWED THE BRUSH AND IT BROKE THE WINDOW!

*your mom runs into the room* mom: WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT BREAKING THINGS?!

*she tries to get away from you, squirming and crying. She's still very upset, and her little voice is shaky* her: I DONT WANT MY HAIR TIED! I HATE IT! I HATE YOU!

*throws her outside*

*she lands on the ground, her eyes go wide in shock. She looks up at you, tears streaming down her face. She's too stunned to speak*

*she looks down at the floor and her eyes start to tear up again. She's starting to feel really bad about herself. She doesn't want to be sent to recess.*