Why Me?? "sniff, sniff"

I wrote this blog right after I had been sentenced to a week (aprently 8 days.) of being grounded. I didn't post it because it was pretty angry. I even get angry while reading it. Now I am deciding to post it. What I wrote below was what I wrote a week ago.

Before you read this keep in mind that I am only a inocient, extremely stubborned girl with a mom who is about 10 times as stubborned and unrelenting!

Why do kids get grounded? It is the most retarded thing that anyone ever thought up! I get grounded for the LAMEST!!!!!, reasons. It really makes me mad. No really, that is what really makes me freak out. If you can't tell, I am grounded right now. It is for the dumbest reason ever. My sister and I were fighting, so my mom was already on the edge, then I was taking a long time doing my job, (I was going to do it! It was only taking my time.), and my mom was stressed about something. I was up in my room listening to the distat voices of my little sister and my mom fighting. When I came down... well this is the conversation we had.
Mom- "Both of you are grounded for a week!"
Me- "What I didn't ev" (cut off)
Mom-"Do you want it to be two weeks?"
Me- "What the heck? I DIDN'T EVEN DO ANYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" (with a look of such anger on it that I am sure that if any normal person had seen it they would have started crying on the spot. This just goes to show Mom's are not human. (j/k)
Mom- "Four you want four?"
Me- I didn't say anything but my look said it all. It said: "What the heck is going on? I am so mad at you. This is NOT FAIR. I am going to scream!" Then I did. It wasn't like a whail, it was like a aganized scream of anger in the back of the throat.
Mom - "now go and do your job."

I went upstair and put on my running shoes and when I came down stairs my mom looked at me and said: "You are not going running until your job is done." This made me so mad because she said it in the way that I knew if I went, I wasn't alive. I was so mad! I knew that I needed to go running or I would freak out, I mean really freak. I went upstairs and turned my music as loud as I could. I started singing in the loudest ugliest voice I have. Then I started cleaning. Then my Dad!, came up unplugged my C.D. player and put it in his room. Don't you feel sorry for me? Everyone was against me. I didn't even do anything! The only reason I was grounded in the first place was becaue my little sister had made my mom mad so I got in trouble too. arggggggggggggggggg! It is so unfair. I went in their room got my C.D. player and turned it back on fairly loud, (not quite as loud.) I knew this was really going to test my dad's patience but I was mad. A little part of me wanted him to come up their just so I could see what would happen. I am however extremely glad he didn't. Basically everyone ignored me. It was great! Then I went on a run.

All I can say is that it is not everyday that you run like that! It was slightly raining, not enough to make you wet but enough to feel amazing. It was so cool because I didn't have a watch or GPS, it didn't matter how long, or how fast I went I only ran until I wanted to stop. I don't know why but I can't stay mad while on a run. I just wasn't mad. It was really weird. After a run I can't really help it but to feel happy. Espically a run like that.

I think that being grounded is a RETARDED punishment! It makes me so mad! This blog is definately an angry blog.