Prompt: But how would I know
My sister comes home from school every day, chucks her bag to the floor and moans.
“I’ve had the worst day today. Why isn't dinner ready? But I don't want to tidy my room. Mum can I turn on the TV?.”
Till one day, when she got so annoying, I shouted back.
“How do you think Mum feels when she gets shouted at to make dinner?. Why don't you ask her how her day was?”
She was so shocked with my sudden outburst that she stood there with her mouth wide open then quietly whispered. “But how would I know”
~ Julia
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