a picture my son drew of a wave on a beach


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Agrippa was feeling petulant, he wanted somebody to feel his frustration. All morning he demanded it but nobody was listening. Then Ben walked walking past the kitchen table with a criticism. He quickly stepped behind the irritating old git and head-butted him between the shoulder blades. With a shout of pain and anger Ben swung round and struck him in the side of the head with his elbow. Suzy, who had barely begun her bleatings at Agrippa , quickly switched targets and let out a howl of indignation for her youngest child. Agrippa knew the cue, he clutched his head and cried loudly. Perhaps he overdid it a little because after a while Ma told him so. He allowed himeself a small smile amongst the tears for he was quite sure they could now feel his frustration too. If only he would be allowed to play Minecraft forever.


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