The Angry Monster In Me Social Story


The first time I saw the creator of Social Stories, Carol Gray speak was in 1996. She became one of my early autism heroes – those people I looked up to for information and support and HOPE. There was a time I even considered moving to Jenison, Michigan with Teddy so he could go to school with her, someone who actually UNDERSTOOD him. We never did move to Jenison, but just the thought that I could oddly comforted me.

After that first time hearing Carol, if a conference within five hours of me featured her, I went. Her perspective and compassion towards the autistic students she worked with, and clearly loved, moved me. Especially in those early years, when Teddy was having so much trouble in school, and I felt so terribly isolated, it was comforting to know someone in the world cared and understood. I bought her book as a reference tool and to share with school and I had a subscription to The Morning News, a quarterly publication she produced. Each time a new issue came I devoured it. It was like having a connection to the Mother Ship.

There will always be a special place in this mom’s heart for Carol Gray.

Here is another Social Story I wrote for Teddy when he was five and was having a terrible time with anxiety and meltdowns….

The Angry Monster In Me

Sometimes I do not get to do what I want.

Mommy, Daddy, my teacher or another adult often tell me what I should do.

Sometimes I can get really mad when I am told to do something I don’t want to do.

I may want to play 5 more minutes.

I may want something else to eat.

I may want to do something I am told I can not do.

When I am told I can’t do what I want I can get mad.

When I get mad I may start to growl.

When I get mad I may try to kick, hit or bite the person who is making me mad.

The feelings I have inside my body are really strong. 

When I get really mad it is like I am an Angry Monster.

It is okay to be mad. Everybody gets mad sometimes.

But it is not okay to hurt anyone when I am mad.

Mommy, daddy, my teachers and other adults don’t hit each other when they get mad.

When I get mad there are several things I can try to do.

I can tell the adult I am with that I am mad.

I can jump up and down.

I can turn my arms into spaghetti.

If I am home I can go to my room and listen to my music.

I can go lay down in my sleeping bag and hide.

I can hit or kick or wrestle with my soft pillow.

I can ask for a really tight hug or to be rocked.

Finally, I can take a big breath, hold it, count to 10 and let it out slowly.

There are many people in my life who love me and want to help me control my anger.

I need to try really hard to notice when I am getting mad and chase the Angry Monster away.

Related Articles:

Behaving In My Class Social Story and Tips On How To Write Your Own

Teddy’s Kindergarten Social Story

Click to visit Carol Gray’s Social Stories website.

Above image is of the September 1997 cover of The Morning News

About Life&Ink

Hi, I'm Charlotte and armed with the experience 24 years of marriage, 2 kids, 2 dogs, 8 homes and a closet full of power tools brings, I come here to share how the processes of raising my kids and transforming my home raised and transformed me.


    1. So true, so very, very true! There have been 17 murders in our town so far this year and all are the result of two people who knew each other and got into an argument… one ends up dead, the other in jail. I should print off this story and distribute!

    1. Thank you! Social Stories really were a life saver for us “back in the day.” Hard to believe those times now seem a lifetime ago. Glad though that I have been able to recycle those stories and share them with others. Seems to me the best part of experience is passing on the lessons learned! I appreciate your kindness. Again, thank you!:-)

    1. And hello to you too, Ioanna! We are indeed doing well and plugging away with our day to day. Thank you for stopping by to ask! And now my turn, hope you are doing well also.:-)

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