Anger is an emotion she rarely associates herself with.

She feels irritation, frustration and annoyance. But rarely pure anger. Maybe she wants to distant herself from her own mother's short fuse or her parent's constant arguments during her life. But she hates seeing flashes of blood red when anger surfaces on a person's countenance.

It's amazing how ugly someone looks when they're angry.

Their veins throb more conspicuously, more lines appear on their face and they look as if they're being starved of love.

Anger can easily turn into hatred.

Hatred can turn into revenge.

And love becomes a distant memory. You become indifferent to happiness and joy. It's like an addiction. Like cigarettes and chocolate cake.

She doesn't want that.

Anyways, it's so much easier to smile.