I would most likely; Scream at nothing, After I was done I would yell for my mom to come get the children, then I would grab tape and carefully try to put it back together, while crying a bit. After I had attempted to save what was left of the once beautiful drawing, I would move to Hawaii. Once there, my sibling would come visit me, and while I was talking to one child, the rest would decide to color on my new drawings. Thus everything would start over.
