OK, before I say anything, let me say that this has nothing to do with my parents. They are amazing people who have raised me great, but I still can't stand the way myyounger brother acts.
I was sitting in my room, which belongs to me alone, when my ten year old brother pops in the doorway, walks silently over to my bed. I tell him to get out, because I want some peace and quiet, and my older brother always told me to get out and I would have to leave. If I fussed, I got in trouble. My brother just sits down and ignores my request, and starts asking me about my game. I tell him I'm playing Call of Duty 3 and that it's on my account. He just sits there, and then out of nowhere, reaches his hand, and as hard as he can, slaps me across the back. I yell at him to stop, and he just does it again on the same spot.To top it off, he intentionally laughs as loud and obnoxiously in my ear as possible, yelling something like "MUHEHEHEHEMUHAHAHAHAHA", and then sits there. Naturally, I was angry. I got up and yelled "That's it." and reached for him. I didn't curse or spit, or anything vulgar, and he just jumps out, laughing some more, and then takes off. The little rat is tiny and moves fast, so he gets out of my way by ducking under me and then takes off.
He runs down to the den, where he gets my mom's defense. She's reading, and when Iraise myvoiceat him and asks for helpmy mom stops reading and tells everyone to shut up and not to interrupt her. I couldn't believe it. She then sighs and tells him to shut up and stay out of my room. I smirk at him, so he just looks at me and smiles and says "Yeah OK", and l walk away. Twenty seconds later I hear him bounding down the hall and he steps in at the doorway and just stands there. I tell him to leave but he says obnoxiously "I'm not in your room" and then sits there. Finally my mom yells at him to brush his teeth and knock it off. After that, he STILL tried to come in my room.
My brother can play any video game he wants. E-M, as long as it doesn't have AO on the front, it's open for him. He can watch any R rated movie, 90% of the time without question, and eventually my mom bends to his wishes about TV, movies, or games. He can even watch Adult Swim until midnight, sometimes later. He can play games for hours a day, and is hardly ever given chores, and the ones he always gets aren't even done all the way and my mom or I have to go behind. Whenever he tries to hit me, he's smiling and having a ball, but the second I smack his head or bend his arm to get him to stop, he throws himself into a tantrum, and will relentlessly try to hit me. He will try to hit me in the nuts, punch me, and despite his short size, will even threaten me with insults and beatings. Mind you, I'm almost 6 feet tall and weigh over 120 pounds. He's probably 4 foot 6 inches and doesn't even weigh 90. Or 80. He might not even weigh 70 pounds. He's 11 years old.
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