My Outrageous Temper

      Sometimes you have to blow off steam. I know this first hand from some very unplesant explosions of temper and some very horrible punishments. But letting your temper get the best of you is sometimes a bad thing. When I turned thirteen my mother decided that maybe I was getting a little too old for mixed martial arts. She told me I needed to act more girly like the rest of the girls my age. I didn't take that to well. I flipped! I threw my vase of my dresser, and even chucked my new Harry Potter book straight for her head. She simply caught it and put me in a sleeper hold til I cried "Mercy!" She only surpassed me in weight and pure utter strength considering she was thirty years old while me only thirteen. I was then grabbed and told to stand with two books. I thought oh wow this is stupid. She told me to lift my arms straight out with each book in hand. I did easily. She then instructed me to stand there. I laughed (in my mind) at the simple punishment. Soon five minutes passed and I was aching in my shoulders. then ten minutes went by and I was being tear jerked. After fifteen minutes she told me to drop them and I did on request with little flickers of happiness in my eyes.
           She asked, " Did you learn anything from that?"
          I said, " Yes I did mother.."
          She laughed at my utter pain and weakened arms. I will never blow up again ever. I'm scared to face that pain again. She then told our family again and again at every family meeting how funny it was. I learned anger is so not worth this ever.