“I don’t know why I’m here,” Fred sweetly said, twiddling his thumbs. “My mom gave me $50 to come here,”
    His therapist, Sarah, smiled at him. “Well, since you’re here-,” she began,
    “Do toi have any juice?” Fred was thirsty since his mom made him walk here. Sarah shook her head.
    “No, sorry I don’t. Anyway-,” Sarah calmly said,
    “I-WANT-JUICE!” Fred screamed at Sarah stomping his foot.
    “Ok, I’ll get toi some water,” Sarah said, standing up....