• Lexam@lemmy.ca
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    11 months ago

    I spent all summer babysitting my little cousin so I could save up enough money to buy a used Sega Genesis from the pawn shop. About Two weeks later my brother stole it and took it to his house a town over. My mom just shrugged it off. Childhood is a magical time.

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        11 months ago

        Is this is one of those stories I’m not supposed to share?

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          11 months ago

          I think they were just expressing empathy. If so, I agree with that sentiment. Your family done you dirty. Hope things are better now, or shortly will be.

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            11 months ago

            Lol I’m sure they were. It’s a joke my friends and I say. If you have a trauma filled life, sometimes you start to tell a story you think is funny but then you see the look of horror on other people’s faces. And you’re like oh this isn’t considered normal is it. But my life is much much better thank you!

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      My bro and I once had a physical copy of Marvel vs Capcom 2 for the PS2 when we were kids and we both played the hell outta that game. Brother lends it to a friend for them to borrow, and the friend ended up selling it for $10.

      Still mad about that one to this day.

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        Yeah, my brother lent my game disc to one of his friends. When that friend returned it, it looked like a cat had clawed all over it. It was so scratched that it wouldn’t read anymore, and the best scratch buffers in the world would’ve been useless.

        Turns out, that friend had a known habit of leaving his game discs out on the floor and just walking all over them with his muddy shoes when he wasn’t actively playing them.