Another encounter with my mother...

Mum: Can you help me get some clean newspapers?
Me: Ok. *Gets the newspapers*
Mum: I think the fridge is a bit close to the cupboard... (Context: She was cleaning it, she was on the ladder putting cloth on top of it at this point.)
Me: *Tries to push it to the other side*
Mum: Aiya!!
Me: *Sees that it's a little lopsided and tries to align it, however, one side got stuck at the gap between the raised platform it was on and the kitchen sliding door.*
Mum: *shouts* You stupid girl! Why did you go and push it?
Me: *raises my voice* I was trying to help!
Mum: I didn't ask you to help! I'm trying to put the cloth on top and you go and do this!
Me: Fine! You didn't have to shout!

Fume!!!!!!!! I think I shouldn't stay at home too often. Such sparks occur once too often..

Boy am I sensitive today!

Mum: Who took out the cotton in the box?
Me: I don't know. *busy reading sms from M*
Mum: The cotton was left on the table. It's dirty already.
Me: I said it wasn't me!
Mum: I didn't say it was you!
Me: No, but you raised your voice! You didn't have to do that!
Mum: *silence, continue to clean the table with an irritated look*
Me:

Sigh.