I had my first experience of Time Out today.
I'm not talknig about the yummy chocolate bar. I'm talking about being sent to a place when I'm naughty and having to stay there.
I didn't like it.
We had kids over to play and I got a little bit rowdy. Mum told me about Time Out but I kept being rowdy, and so I had to go.
Now, my Time Out place was my room. It's full of fun things. But I did not want to be in my room while all the fun was happening in other rooms.
I eventually cooled down, but I'm keen to not have to go to Time Out again.
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