Normally I spend timeout on a stool at the bottom of the stairs. But lately I have been "expressing" my dislike for this time and get sent to the corner on the stairs. After my latest timeout, mom made me clean the corner that I used to wipes my tears and dirty hands. She told me she was not going to help me. I let her know this was unfair and she was making work hard like Cinderella doing chores.
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