Being Baited

That hurts. And it's really not necessary. Why go to such lengths to hurt? It's insane; the mind reels at the intensity with which you act. 

Truly, truly. Why allow it and then snatch it away from me when I'm already there. That's so mean. That's so cruel. 

Should I not be in the least bit, upset? I have every right, in my opinion. The die was cast and the deal was already set. Then you went and changed your mind, just like that. And did I have a say in it? Unfortunately, no.

So, you see. It just isn't fair. It just isn't. I'm almost 16 and yet you continually insist on treating me like a child. Well, that just won't work out anymore. I'm always quiet, even when you do what you shouldn't. But I don't think I can take that lying down anymore. If I do, it just gives you all the more strength to continually step on me. 

The more you try and coop me up, the worse it will be in the end. The more the longing to leave increases. It's something neither of us wants, but it's almost inescapable. Just watch.