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Cracking Skulls - Kindergarten Style

When I was in kindergarten my mom sent my brother and I to a sitter who happen to have a daughter in my class.

We did not get along.

I remember a strong dislike of this girl and her mother.

Okay, maybe it was stronger then dislike...

I hated going to their house.  I hated being around them.  I just  hated them.

I do not remember why I disliked them so much or what caused these feelings and I have very few memories of being at their home.  What I do remember is the feeling I had when I was there and it was not happy.  I just  hated my babysitter and her daughter.

They also tried to feed me liver and onions and for that I will never forgive them.

This is not about liver and onions.  This is about the day I had enough.  I had enough of what ever it was that she was doing that made me so angry.  I had enough of what ever made me hate her so and I had enough of her.

I shoved her.

I shoved her so hard that she hit her head on the brick fireplace and had to go to hospital for stitches.

I do not remember if I got in trouble or ever going back there again for that matter but I do remember hiding and crying.

I was hiding and crying because I was more afraid that her dad  would not like me any more.

To this day I have no idea why.

This post was inspired by a prompt from Mama Kat's - pretty much world famous - Writer's Workshop.  To read other submissions go here and to read other things I have written from this workshop go here.
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