Dear annoying kid at pool party:
Stop asking me for things. Stop bribing me with chocolate and then telling me to get in the pool. I don't want to go in the pool, I was already in the pool, and now I am obviously not in the pool anymore. I chose to be out of the pool, and if I don't finish this HP book, someone is bound to spoil it for me. I am basking in the sun, leave me alone. Also, on the ride home, you started bitching and moaning about how you wanted water. We told you that it would be 10 minutes before you could get it, but no, "I want it now! Mommy, I want water! Im really thirsty! I'll screeeEEEEEAaaaAaAAmmmm!" Shut up, kid, we're all thirsty, and crying out like, 45 gallons of tears over something as petty as having to wait 10 whole minutes for a fucking glass of water isn't going to quench your thirst. I hate you. Go die in a puddle. At least then you'd shut up. -Emma