Nice storyline you reall have talent

"No. You're grounded, you know you face the bad consequences," Jeremy Puckett sternly said.
"I told you, I did NOT break the computer! It was Freddie's fault!" Sam shouted in rage.
"Stop screaming, young lady! You were told to get off the computer but did you listen? No you didn't! You're still grounded and that's final. If you didn't start the fight, then who started it?" her father asked, before he continued washing the dishes. "Freddie started it." "And you just usually bully him like that just because he's far different from you? This is unacceptable behavior, I think you deserve a longer punishment time than only just a week! Your friend, Carly is being too easy on you, I've always thought that and always will." "But that's not fair-" "No buts! Now go find something to do in your room!"
Sam stamped, stomped and stormed off into her room and slammed the door, its startling roar echoing through the house. Her father saw that she was gone and begun to dry his hand with a paper towel. He threw the towel into the garbage can and went into his room, where he slowly closed the door behind her. He reached for his cell phone on the drawer, and slowly begun to dial a number.

The next day, Sam woke up in her room with her head aching from all of the smashing and slapping it had taken the day before. She wailed as she felt her head. There were few bandages on her cuts and slap marks on her face. Her nurse aided them while she slept and a large breakfast had been prepared by her servants. Sam got out of bed, walked to her mirror and looked at herself as she ran her hands over her head and face. It reminded her of yesterday's incident and caused her to grow angry at them, especially Freddie, including Skyler, anybody and anybody else who usually rather chose Freddie's side over hers against her during Sam and Freddie's constant arguments every time and every other time. "Good morning. I have your breakfast, especially prepared for a poor girl who had a rough day. This is a small feast, prepared just for you." It was her servant bringing her a grand breakfast but Sam neither did nor said neither nothing nor nothing else but continued to glare at her head and face in the mirror fuming about past constant fights with Freddie and Skyler. "Come and get your delicious meal." She took Sam under her arm and walked her over to the table to sit her down for the meal. "I DON'T WANT THIS! GET IT OUT OF MY ROOM!" Sam exploded with pure rage, hatred and disgust at the top of her lungs. "But we spent all morning preparing this for you. You looked so tired when you arrived back here from yesterday. What happened yesterday?" "Get this out of here!" Sam motioned for the servants to remove the feast from her chamber. They looked at each other puzzled. One of them begun to lift Sam onto the chair so that she could spoon-feed her. "You love our meals, Sam." She said as she moved the spoon towards Sam's mouth. "Here it is... here it comes ... open wide ... just take small little bites–" Sam knocked the spoon out of her hand. "I said take it away!" Her plate was thrown across the chamber. Then she got up on the table and begun ruining the food, squashing the fruits, tearing the fish and throwing all of it into the shallow pool below. Soon the table was overturned and she continued to throw food at the servants. They watched in horror as Sam ruined the feast they had prepared for her. A few hours later another servant arrived at her chamber. "Good day, Puckett." Sam ignored him. "You've quite made a mess. Your father's unimpressed and he'd like you to clean it up. All of it. It's an insult to all who have lived in this chamber before you chose to desecrate it as you've done. It's also an insult your attendants who prepared your breakfast this morning today–" "You clean it!" Sam rudely interrupted. "Your father asked you to clean it, young lady. I won't not disrespect his wishes, and I know that you won't either. Now get to work." Sam rudely stuck her tongue out at the servant with pure disgust as she stormed to approach the soggy mess in the water now polluted with the foods from her breakfast. She snatched a cantaloupe and threw it at him. "That's quite enough. I'll report your disobedience to your father. Since you're unwilling to follow his orders, I'll send a group of my staff to your chamber to have it cleaned for you. They won't be happy with you and nor will your father. You'll now resume your regular duties for the day. Lord Jabu-Jabu's patiently awaiting his meal. Now go to the fountain and prepare it at once!" He departed. "Stupid servants!" Sam yelled as she stuck her tongue out with pure disgust again. Sam usually refused to do her duties of preparing the daily meals for Lord Jabu-Jabu. She was too busy having angry thoughts about the ones who don't get along very easily with her all because of her rudeness, aggression and rage issues. A few days ago, Sam had forgotten to arrive at the fountain to feed Lord Jabu-Jabu. When she came the next day, one of the servants said to her. "Sam, you forgot to feed Lord Jabu-Jabu yesterday, and he was very hungry. I had to feed him for you and his meal was three hours late! Try to arrive timely everyday to feed the great lord. You owe your heritage to him and forgetting to feed him is a clear sign of disrespect and directly against orders from your father." Sam responded, "I don't care! Nobody gives me orders. I'll do whatever I want. You're a stupid servant!" "That's not very polite, Sam. Respect is something all people alongside all the other people have for each other regardless of their position and title. You should be honored to have this as your duty. You should learn to control yourself, your behavior, your temper and your anger, young lady. It's no wonder most people have trouble getting along with you." Sam stuck her tongue out at the servant and stormed to prepare the meal. She swam around to catch large fish from the water and threw them on a large tray as she just banged and slammed the tray in front of Jabu-Jabu as loud as possible. She glared at him with a stuck-up look as she impatiently screamed at him, "Well just hurry up and take it already! I shouldn't ever even be feeding you. You're a...you're just a... big...old, ugly whale!" She stamped, stomped and stormed off away. As if on cue, Sam's yelling was heard from the outside. It wasn't too long when she emerged from outside with her face entirely beat red and her hands tightly balled up in fists. "Well authorities suck anyway!" Sam shouted as she begun to turn to stamp, stomp and storm off away from the room and began stamping, stomping and storming down the hallway. Everybody and everybody else suddenly stopped what they were doing as they watched Sam stamp, stomp and storm down the hallway. Sam rudely ignored them for she knew they all were giving her their undivided attention. Then she finally made it to her room at last she burst and slammed the door open, stamped, stomped and stormed in and slammed the door with a very loud bang/shut alongside so much forces that it echoed throughout the halls. Everybody and everybody else looked at each other in confusion. Sam, in her growing anger, wanted to get revenge on Freddie, Skyler, Lee Ann, Melanie, anybody and anybody else who hardly gets along with her because of her aggressive behavior for their disagreement with her.

Wow. That was really different. I liked that it was so thought-provoking: a study in The Law of Unintended Consequences and parallel universes.

No! This can't be the ending! Please make a squeal!

Iam sooooooo confused!

it was ok kind of repeative but i liked it

Update! I want to find out what happens!

I like this concept, and I can't wait to read what happens next nice job

Why is this great story ain't done yet

I liked it please write more

Okay then what happens next

Great story, love it

Oh no!

Hey post a new chapter i love your story