I have a secret. Sometimes, I turn into a monster.
It happened yesterday. I was playing with my blocks. I stacked them very high.
Then my little brother came. He kicked over my blocks. They all fell to the ground.
I turned into a monster then.
My mom saw. She told my brother to say he was sorry.
“I’m sorry,” he said. But the monster did not go away.
“Take deep breaths,” my mom told me.
I did.
But the monster did not go away.
“Count to ten,” my mom said.
I did. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.
But the monster did not go away.
“Keep counting,” my mom said.
I closed my eyes and counted. 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20.
When I opened my eyes, the monster was gone.
Mom gave me a hug, and I felt better.
It happened at school one day. I was playing with the yellow truck. David came and grabbed it out of my hands.
Then I turned into the monster.
I took deep breaths. But the monster was still there.
I counted to ten. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. But the monster was still there.
I closed my eyes and kept counting. 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20.
And counting. 21, 22, 23, 24, 25.
When I opened my eyes, the monster was gone. I felt better.
After school, I told my mom. She gave me a hug.
That night was hard for my mom. She burned the cake. She spilled the milk. She tripped over one of my blocks.
Then she turned into a monster.
“I’m sorry about the block,” I said.
But the monster was still there.
“Take deep breaths,” I told her.
She did. But the monster was still there.
“Count to ten,” I said.
She did. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.
But the monster was still there.
“Keep counting,” I said.
She closed her eyes and kept counting. 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20.
When she opened her eyes, the monster was gone.
“Mom, I didn’t know you turned into a monster too,” I said.
“Everybody does sometimes,” she told me. “You just have to fight the monster until he goes away.”
I gave her a hug. “I feel better now,” she said.
It happened yesterday. I was playing with my blocks. I stacked them very high.
Then my little brother came. He kicked over my blocks. They all fell to the ground.
I turned into a monster then.
My mom saw. She told my brother to say he was sorry.
“I’m sorry,” he said. But the monster did not go away.
“Take deep breaths,” my mom told me.
I did.
But the monster did not go away.
“Count to ten,” my mom said.
I did. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.
But the monster did not go away.
“Keep counting,” my mom said.
I closed my eyes and counted. 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20.
When I opened my eyes, the monster was gone.
Mom gave me a hug, and I felt better.
It happened at school one day. I was playing with the yellow truck. David came and grabbed it out of my hands.
Then I turned into the monster.
I took deep breaths. But the monster was still there.
I counted to ten. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. But the monster was still there.
I closed my eyes and kept counting. 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20.
And counting. 21, 22, 23, 24, 25.
When I opened my eyes, the monster was gone. I felt better.
After school, I told my mom. She gave me a hug.
That night was hard for my mom. She burned the cake. She spilled the milk. She tripped over one of my blocks.
Then she turned into a monster.
“I’m sorry about the block,” I said.
But the monster was still there.
“Take deep breaths,” I told her.
She did. But the monster was still there.
“Count to ten,” I said.
She did. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.
But the monster was still there.
“Keep counting,” I said.
She closed her eyes and kept counting. 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20.
When she opened her eyes, the monster was gone.
“Mom, I didn’t know you turned into a monster too,” I said.
“Everybody does sometimes,” she told me. “You just have to fight the monster until he goes away.”
I gave her a hug. “I feel better now,” she said.
