The calm didn’t last long.
ChiChi had been getting a little too close, a little too loud, her tiny energy bouncing everywhere. Linda, already tired and overwhelmed, tried to keep her space.
But ChiChi didn’t stop.
Then suddenly—
A push.
Linda shoved her away.
ChiChi stumbled back, her eyes widening in shock. For a split second, everything froze. She didn’t expect that. She didn’t understand it.
Then her face twisted.
And she screamed.
“Ahhh! Ahhh!”
Her voice burst out loudly, filled with anger and hurt. Tears rushed down her cheeks as she stomped her feet, her small hands flailing wildly. The push wasn’t just physical—it felt personal.
“Why?!” her cries seemed to shout.
Her whole body shook with emotion as she yelled louder, her voice echoing through the space. She pointed toward Linda, her frustration growing, her anger mixing with sadness.
Linda stood still, unsure now.
The moment had gone too far.
ChiChi dropped slightly, still screaming, her tantrum building as she tried to release everything she felt. Being pushed away hurt more than she could handle.
Then—
Someone stepped in.
“Hey, hey…” a calm voice said, moving between them. Gentle hands reached out, guiding ChiChi back, creating space.
Her cries didn’t stop right away, but they softened as she was held, reassured, comforted.
“You’re okay,” the voice whispered.
ChiChi clung tightly, still upset, but no longer alone in it.
Because sometimes, anger is just hurt in disguise—and even the loudest screams are really asking for comfort.
