65. All Shared Everything
For one Christmas, (one of the few spent with my dad, sister, and her mom for reasons you’ll see) I had asked for a Walkman, a fancy coloring book, jewelry box, and a Barbie because I collected them. So, we decided to let my sister open her presents first (she was six and I was 12). She got fancy new markers with the coloring book I wanted, an expensive collectible Barbie, a cherry oak jewelry box, and the fanciest Walkman.
So, it’s my turn because seeing hers I figured it was a glimpse of things to come and was super excited. I got a pad of lined paper, wax crayons like the kinds they give you at Denny’s, a cardboard jewelry box which was basically just a box, no compartments, a “barbie” (the cheap gas station), and no Walkman. I was forced to share all of my stuff with my sister, but I was not allowed to use her Walkman even though she didn’t even own a tape for it…
It was always like this though. I even had to share punishments. If I got into trouble that was it, I got punished, but if she got into trouble, so did I, because “it wouldn’t be fair for her to have to be stuck at home and you weren’t.” Ummm, that’s the whole FREAKIN point dummies!