I wanted to keep some frogs in the bathtub but Mom wouldn't let me.
I was so mad.
I wanted to play with my little sister's dollhouse but Dad wouldn't let me.
I was so mad.
I wanted to play hide-and-seek in the clean sheets but Grandma said, "No, you can't."
I was just so mad.
I wanted to water the garden but Grandpa said, "No, you can't."
So I decided to decorate the house but Grandpa said, "No, you can't do that either."
Was I ever mad.
Dad said, "Why don't you play in the sandbox?"
I didn't want to do that.
Mom said, "Why don't you play on the slide?"
I didn't want to that either.
I was too mad.
I wanted to practice my juggling show, instead.
But Mom said, "No, you can't."
I wanted to tickle the goldfish but Mom said, "Leave the goldfish alone."
"You won't let me do anything I want to do," I said. "I guess I'll run away."
That's how mad I was.
So I packed my wagon with my favorite toys.
And I packed a bag of cookies to eat on the way.
Then I walked out the front door.
But my friends were going to the park to play ball. "Can you come too?" they asked.
And Mom said I could.
I'll run away tomorrow if I'm still so mad.