My mom is scary when she's mad.

So, the weather outside is absolutely beautiful today. I went outside for a while to draw the landscape I need for my "portfolio" for the art college I'm applying to. My mom drives up and carries some stuff inside about a half hour later.

Then I hear her screaming from inside the house, so I run inside because I thought she had hurt herself or something.

She had spilled the jug of milk she just bought and about a quarter of it was all over the floor. She, of course, was screaming and shouting and taking her anger out on me, who was trying to help her clean it up.

Gee, thanks mom.

It scared me to death when she started screaming, because by GOD my mom is scary when she's mad. I didn't want to go back inside for a while, but thankfully she left to take my sister somewhere so I was able to get up here to my room without having to hear her scream and shout at me.

Hell, I hate it when anyone yells angrily, not just my mom. Angry people scare... No, terrify me. That's why I try not to get angry...