I wanted to keep some frogs in the bathtub but Mom wouldn't let me.

I was so mad.

I wanted to play with my little sister's dollhouse but Dad wouldn't let me.

I was so mad.

I wanted to play hide-and-seek in the clean sheets but Grandma said, "No, you can't."

I was just so mad.

I wanted to water the garden but Grandpa said, "No, you can't."

So I decided to decorate the house but Grandpa said, "No, you can't do that either."

Was I ever mad.

Dad said, "Why don't you play in the sandbox?"

I didn't want to do that.

Mom said, "Why don't you play on the slide?"

I didn't want to that either.

I was too mad.

I wanted to practice my juggling show, instead.

But Mom said, "No, you can't."

I wanted to tickle the goldfish but Mom said, "Leave the goldfish alone."

"You won't let me do anything I want to do," I said. "I guess I'll run away."

That's how mad I was.

So I packed my wagon with my favorite toys.

And I packed a bag of cookies to eat on the way.

Then I walked out the front door.

But my friends were going to the park to play ball. "Can you come too?" they asked.

And Mom said I could.

I'll run away tomorrow if I'm still so mad.