Hi, lovely. Thank you for taking the time to read Anger Management. This is a dialogue story I wrote over four years ago, and it's pretty cringe to me. I'm going to start editing the dialogue now, but I think over time, I'm going to add some more to the story because now that some time has gone by, I realized that this book can be written much better honestly. I'm going to definitely stick to the dialogue for a large portion of this short story, so if you don't really like dialogue stories then I don't think this is the Wattpad book for you! There is also a sequel, called Teaching Stupidity... that needs even more work. And clarification. But since it's the new year, I feel like slowly editing Anger Management until I make it through the entire book. Enjoy reading!

And for any first-time readers returning, hi again! I won't make the original plot too different. Just fill in some loopholes and make it more put-together, if that makes sense. You guys are so sweet, enjoying this story. If you ever come to read it again after I actually edit it, just let me know in the comments.

a dialogue story.

| Farah | Side Characters.

"Why do I have the sudden urge to kill my family?"

"No. I dialed correctly. Are you any help?"

"What?"

"Aren't you suppose to stop me?!"

"You make it sound like I'm a terrorist."

"Donald Trump...? What? Can I get actual help, here?"

"Okay.... that was pretty harsh. But do you really choose to work over having your summer? Parties? Friends? Fun?"

"... Wow, bro. I understand, but you sound pretty young. You need to live your life while it still lasts, you know?"

"I could go to the corner store. Or Walmart."

"I have a feeling you're sarcastic."

"Wow. I don't know what I was expecting when I called today, but it definitely wasn't this. This is who Target chooses to hire these days? Not old men and women?"

"So you won't report me?"

"I was serious, but I guess it doesn't relate to Target. So no. Thank you though...for taking my mind off of...harming my family, I guess? That sounds so fucked, but in my mind, it's justified. I hate my family."