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There always comes this moment, at some point of your life, when you know, deep down in your beating heart, that you've fucked up really, really bad with your parents.

They're already furious at you for messing up and you just wanna do something to add more fuel to the fire, you know?

It might be 'cause you've had enough and just want to stand up for yourself, which is all very cool but still.

Maybe because you're acting on a stupid friend advice. I know we all have had that era now, don't be shy and hide in closet now.

The reasons to why can be millions.

Anyway, for those who don't take things extreme might show it by:

No.1 Slamming every goddamn freaking door every time when the parents are home or when poor creatures are watching the television which is in my opinion much cooler as just verbally written or spoken.
Doing it in real life is just.... bastardic and I'm speaking from experience here.

Or..

No.2 Just leaving dirty dishes in the sink at night so when your parents dearest get up in morning and see the mess, they will definitely go in hysterics on the floor. (That might be not a case for a lot of people but if you've clean freaks present at your home, you know what I'm talking about.)

For those who have that rebellious seed in their bellies, they might display it with much dangerous and more vulgar acts.

No.1 (and most common cliche aswell)

Maybe go to late night parties on school days?

No. 2 (my personal favourite)

Go from house saying you're going to school when in reality you're going to drive around the town just so the school administration will call your guardians and inform that their beloved child wasn't there for the attendance call.

Bring a lot of guys or girl (that depends on the team you're rooting for) for studying sessions and taking them into your room and shutting the door when they specifically told you to keep it open?

Yea well, I'm different.

For one, I don't have parents who I'm making beer red with anger but my dearest overprotective ass of an older brother. Who's also my guardian.
I mean, don't get me wrong, I love him to death but the glare he shot to every guy walking in my direction or, that one time he send an effing bodyguard with me to middle school because some kid might just actually, I dunno, take out a gun instead of gummy bears from his pocket and shoot his sweet, vulnerable, younger sister.

These all things were kind of cute..... when I was maybe 14 but now they just get on my nerve so, as revenge and also to make him boil hotter than the furnace melting the gold, unlike you guys, I went online, booked a ticket for Massachusetts (Hey, dont gimme that look. I like its flag and it's the furthest state from my hometown LA) , factory reset my phone and broke the sim card so no contact from here can be done. Sneaked out of house at night with a backpack carrying all my necessary belongings and flew out 4,118 km away from my home.

Yup, I checked. Guilty as charged.

Now, please don't gasps loudly.

The people sitting beside you might actually be disturbed or you do worse like, drop your phone on the floor and damage it or maybe on your face (if you're lying down on your comfy, cozy bed).

The damage to the phone will be bad. Forget about your face, that can heal itself but the metallic rectangular thing in your hand which carries your life.

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