The Spoiled Bratt
Hi Dear Ones, By this time I had got a hang of one thing – that if I cried or rather yelled to the top of my voice especially in a market place, I can get whatever I want. Is that the reason why it’s said “A child is the father of man!” So apart from toffees and ice creams, I continued my crying for dolls, jellies in a restaurant, tri cycle of the boy next door, half jeans worn by my friend in the nursery class and every thing. And wait – Not all my demands were reasonable, I mean, were... Sign in to see full entry.