Angry Hands

As I smash the side of my sister's door
I can see the hinge marks on my hands
It feels like a giant is trying to squash my fingers.
My fingers are as red as a ripe beetroot.
It feels like my skin is going to burst.
My grazed palm stings
where I scraped across the door panel.

The skin is creased and red.
I shake my hand until it's better.

Daniel James (aged 9)