The worst part is the fear I seen in there faces, I must have looked really pissed. I've never hit them and rarely raise my voice. I've had strangers in stores comment on how well behaved they are. There not little terrors or uncontrolled kids running around.
The scratch can be repaired but there faces are engraved in memory forever.
I feel bad and I didn't do anything. maybe it's because when I was a child I broke my dad's model boat. It took my mom and dad over a year to build, authentic sails, cannon's, etc. I climbed up to get a closer look and knocked it off the dresser. A lot of time and patience was lost in seconds. While a diff. scenario, now I know how my dad felt.
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