When I was 12...

My family and I all went to Tahoe during the Winter. We brought our Nintendo Entertainment System. And when we got there, my Dad and my brother Steve went to the video store to rent a movie and a game for the NES. When they got back, Steve had rented a game called "Rush N' Attack". But when he brought it in, I beat him up a little bit, took it from him and I played it the entire weekend. I didn't let him play it one time. I have felt so bad about that event my entire life that it seriously makes me sick to my stomach to think about. I hate that I did it. And I doubt Steve even remembers it, but it still makes me sad to think about. So today I went on Ebay and bought a Nintendo Entertainment System and Rush N' Attack. I'm going to give it to him when I see him next. Hopefully I won't have anymore guilt about it after that.