Why don't my parents understand that?
I broke one of my moms glass candle holder. My stepdad bought them for her for Christmas. I was sliding the wooden placemats over and knocked it down. My mom started SCREAMING. I aplologized a hundred times and my stepdad walks in. In his rudest voice he said,
"it's fine, break the stuff that I bought your mom, not the stuff you bought her."
To which I replied, "it was an accident."
This is what set me off. I used the three hundred dollars that my dad gave me for christmas to buy my mom a one hundred dollar necklace. He said, "whatever, just don't be surprised if your moms necklace just randomly ends up in the trash."
"Are you kidding me?" I said as he left the room. I now lay under my covers while my dinner gets cold.
Why are my parents so cruel?
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