The Tantrum

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Colton was working quietly at his desk when he heard a blood curdling shout and a loud crash. He rushed out to discover Justin hyperventilating and looming over a smashed cell phone.

“What happened?” asked Colton.

“Piece of crap! I spent a gem and then just died. What a waste. Stupid game!” vented Justin.

Colton looked at Justin in disbelief. “Just so I’m clear, you destroyed a thousand dollar phone because you lost a meaningless gem in a free app game?”

Justin’s eyes flared. “Meaningless? I had to collect ten thousand coins to get that! Now it’s gone. Poof!” Justin swore and kicked what was left of his phone.

“How do you get coins?” asked Colton.

“You get ‘em finishing quests.”

“So you can earn more coins and gems?” asked Colton.

“Well, yeah. But I’m not playing that stupid…” Justin broke off in another tirade as he stomped on his phone.

Colton shook his head. “I can’t believe you wrecked your phone because of some useless game.”

Justin shrugged. “What? My parents will buy me a new one.”

Something broke in Colton’s soul. “When did life get too easy?” he mumbled.

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3 Responses to The Tantrum

  1. Pat says:

    It is easier to give in than to fight, that is how some parents see things. I know of some children and grandchildren just like that though. Great piece for a reality check.

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