One day, my friend Kyle called me and asked if he could borrow my car since his kept breaking down. I lent him my car since he's a reliable person, and a good friend of mine.
Later on the next day, Kyle brought my car back, but he brought it back all wrecked. All I could do was gape at my car until I could process what I was seeing. I was so mad that he didn't call me when it happened that I didn't even ask about how it happened. It had to have been his fault if he didn't call.
After I flipped out on him, he walked away and went home. I didn't talk to him for about a week, and that made me mad. I can't believe he would do something like that and just walk away. I needed to find some kind of way to get back at him.
You have to stop being so short-tempered and listen to the whole story.
I had decided to burn Kyle's house down in order to get back at him. As soon as I was going to walk out after starting the fire, Kyle walked in. My entire body froze.
What are you doing?
Kyle was able to put the fire out before it spread. He asked me why I did it, and I told him my reasoning. He then told his story about what happened to my car, since I didn't want to listen before. He said that somebody else hit him. He wasn't able to call because it had just happened and the car was drivable.
I apologized for yelling at him and trying to burn his house down. He apologized for not calling me when the car accident happened, even though he shouldn't be apologizing.