[ SECRET POST #2275 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #2275 ⌋

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Comments

Re: Chalk and cheese siblings

[(Anonymous)]

Haha. I was actually the "bad" kid - I got grounded all the fucking time because I did a lot of things my mom didn't like. Some groundings were legit, but like one time, I got grounded from seeing my friends because I'd come home with a hicky on my hand. I was like 10 and had a habit of sticking things in my mouth when I was reading or thinking hard on something, and since I'd been chastised enough about chewing on my pens and pencils, that ended up being my hand - specifically, the webbing between my index and thumb. Came home with broken capillaries there, my dad thought it was funny, showed my mom, and boom, suddenly I can't go see my friends.

My brother, on the other hand, would have questionable (alcohol-related) shit in his car and our mom just didn't care. I remember two times in particular that he got grounded. That's it. I don't think I did a lot of actually bad shit, but I think because I was doing less socially acceptable things (like reading all the time and not being that social and not being ~feminine~ and actually having my own damn opinions on shit that I wasn't afraid to share...) our mom just doled out harsher punishments on me rather than on him.

At least I never teamed up with my idiot friend to try and build a bomb out of a firecracker in said friend's garage...