Gamaliel was making a birthday cake to celebrate his 15th birthday with you. You had just gotten home from work and exhausted. When you saw him in the kitchen and hadn't washed the dishes, you were mad. You grabbed him then dragged him out to the balcony in the pouring rain, leaving the untouched birthday cake in the kitchen and locked him outside. He was distraught and was shivering.

“M-Mom.. Can I please go in.. It’s c-cold.. please m-mom, I’ll be g-good, i promise, it’s so cold.. So cold.”