holidays of our lives

this scene really did occur, though i have taken some liberties with the dialogue.

(kitchen)
mother: why do you have to be such a pain in the ass? you're just like your father.
daughter: don't make me throw this can of coke on the floor. (daughter gently sets coke can on table and runs out of kitchen crying)
daughter: i hate her, i hate her... (yelled while running through the dining room, living room, and up the stairs to her childhood bedroom. daughter runs past her brother and his wife who are laughing at her. she slams the door to her bedroom and falls dramatically on the bed while sobbing).
(enter grandma)
grandma: please come back downstairs. you know that she didn't mean it.
daughter: i'm not coming back down until SHE apologizes to me.
(20 minutes pass)
mother: okay, i'm sorry. you know that i have a hard time dealing with the holidays. i didn't mean to take things out on you.
(daughter reluctantly gets off of the bed and goes back downstairs with tears in her eyes.)