Seeing Donald like this, Edie almost felt sorry for him. "Donald, are you okay? Do you need a doctor?" As Edie spoke, she wanted to get closer and see what was wrong with him. Just as she was about to get close Donald hollered at her, "Get away from me, don't come any closer!"
Donald had a headache and he was still holding on to the metal shelf. He was struggling to get up, "Get away from me and run as fast as you can because I'm not sure I'll hurt you again!" Edie scowled at him, "What's the matter with you? Can't you control yourself?"
Donald was so angry that he picked up the ceramic plate on the shelf and threw it at Edie's feet.
"Get out! You don't understand, I don't think you ever will? Stay away from!" As he roars, he smashed down one plate after another.
He was throwing all th
