Argument Stories

I was watching, amused, as two girls had a tiff over one of the activity boards. One of the girls stood up and made to walk away. The other girl said something I couldn't make out. The girl who was standing turned around, put her hands on her hips and declared loud and proud, "Don't care, grumpy bear!" then she stormed off in dramatic four-year-old fashion. That's a great line. I'm using that in any future tiffs or argume...

"No candy." She glares at me, her nostrils flaring with every breath, fists clenched so tightly she’ll have fingernail marks on her palms. I'm watching an impending meltdown. Its cause? Red licorice twists, and my refusal to count them as a dinner component. "RedVines and tortellini" — her impromptu addition to our grocery list — amuses me, but the rules have to be enforced regardless. It won’t be easy. A child with autis...

Your words are like knives Are they truthful or lies They just ruin lives Tears running from my eyesI know you're trying To pay these bills It’s really just the lying It’s really making me illI only go with what you say Then the calls eventually start This is really ruining my day It’s just breaking my heartThis is quite concerningTo be in the dark You really should be earning Another big question markI’m always left numb...

It was a stupid argument that morning. She had flounced out of the room, throwing a bitter “sod you” over her shoulder, and minutes later the front door slammed. He’d listened to the rapid click-clack of her heels fading into the distance. Now, at the end of the working day and without an answer to the dozen or so calls he’d made to her mobile phone, he was home again. And, he quickly discovered, home alone. In the kitche...

“It’s not what it looks like,” he said, frantically fumbling with the computer mouse. She smirked. “That isn’t the Victoria’s Secret website?” Failing to minimize the screen, he switched tactics. “I’m looking for your Christmas gift." “Oh? And only 364 shopping days left!” He stroked his beard and chuckled nervously, “Well, after all, I’m a busy man.” “You work one night a year!” she snapped. “Besides, you have an entire...

He touched her heart by reaching out to her showing her in his own way that he cared but now it's like she doesn't exist the tears that fall silently at night are never heard. Now as they walk away from each other neither looking back both too caught up in their own drama Too really acknowledge the others pain. Who will be the first to calm down and possibly reach out to the other. They are, were each other's rock now the...

Yeah yeah, that’s right, bash my head in. You don’t seem to mind that my brain is pouring out, do you? What’s that? You wanted that to happen? Huh, that’s just sick, how could you?How could I? You ask that, but you don’t seem to realise what a silly question that is! You do realise that you deserve this!Deserve it? How come? What did I do?Well, duh, Edna! You ate the last lettuce leaf! So that merits me getting my head ki...