Saturday morning, me, my mom and my dad went to the supermarket. We were done buying stuffs and my dad was driving home. I was drinking when suddenly I spilled my drink on my mom's beloved car. She scolded me. I was holding my tears. Then the next day my mom was so nice to me like nothing happened.
A week after, my uncle borrowed my mom's car. When they went back my mom saw scratches on the window. So my mom ask my little cousin. Everyone know that he did it. But of course he said no. My mom didn't scold him she just leave him alone and gave him some biscuits.
After they left, my mom kept talking about the time I spilled my drink on her car. Then, maybe my father got irritated and told my mom "How can you so cruel to your daughter when she only spilled her drink on your car, while you didn't even scold your nephew for scratching your window."
Maybe dad's word hit my mom so she went to comport me by saying that I should be a perfect child so she won't scold me.
