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I went to happily play my HMDSC Game today, and, I rubbed the top of my DS Where the DS game goes, and I noticed the slot was Empty. I quickly ran back to my room and ripped apart my room looking for it. Then, I ran outside. I knew right then and there my Sister(She has a mild form of Autisim) Stole it. I yelled at her to give my precious game back, and she said she didnt have it, and started crying. After she went inside, and went to her room, I walked in and pulled the old "All you have to do is tell me where it is. I wont be mad, I just want to know what you did with it." trick. She started telling me how she wanted to play my DS This morning, and I interuppted angirly and shouted "TELL ME WHERE IT IS" She went on again. "JUST TELL ME WHERE IT IS!" I shouted. My mom burst out of the room and said to my sister "You'd better tell us where that game is now, Chloe." So, she told us that she let a kid borrow my game--MY PRECIOUS HMDSC Game I got from my boyfriend before he left for Arizona. I was devastated. Then, I was told my mom's boyfriend was going out to Gamestop to buy me a new HMDSC Game. I didnt WANT Another HMDSC Game. I wanted the one I got Specially from my Boyfriend. And I only needed one more Sprite before I could marry Marlin. DD:
I went to happily play my HMDSC Game today, and, I rubbed the top of my DS Where the DS game goes, and I noticed the slot was Empty. I quickly ran back to my room and ripped apart my room looking for it. Then, I ran outside. I knew right then and there my Sister(She has a mild form of Autisim) Stole it. I yelled at her to give my precious game back, and she said she didnt have it, and started crying. After she went inside, and went to her room, I walked in and pulled the old "All you have to do is tell me where it is. I wont be mad, I just want to know what you did with it." trick. She started telling me how she wanted to play my DS This morning, and I interuppted angirly and shouted "TELL ME WHERE IT IS" She went on again. "JUST TELL ME WHERE IT IS!" I shouted. My mom burst out of the room and said to my sister "You'd better tell us where that game is now, Chloe." So, she told us that she let a kid borrow my game--MY PRECIOUS HMDSC Game I got from my boyfriend before he left for Arizona. I was devastated. Then, I was told my mom's boyfriend was going out to Gamestop to buy me a new HMDSC Game. I didnt WANT Another HMDSC Game. I wanted the one I got Specially from my Boyfriend. And I only needed one more Sprite before I could marry Marlin. DD:
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Chime, She cries all the time. And, She wasnt really Crying, It was just a way to make me feel sorry for her. >< When I turned around she started laughing and messing with the dogs. She has the Mentality of a 4 year old.
And, no. When she lets them borrow my games/Items, I never get them back. It's a group of Mental kids. They arent going to give it back after she let them borrow it. She's probably "Lent" $200 worth of my stuff to kids and I've never gotten them back.
And, no. When she lets them borrow my games/Items, I never get them back. It's a group of Mental kids. They arent going to give it back after she let them borrow it. She's probably "Lent" $200 worth of my stuff to kids and I've never gotten them back.
Hmm then you are in a pickle. Don't take my post like I was calling you the meanest silbing evar!! OMG!!!111! Because I wasn't. But since she is mental, shouldn't you be... not yelling at her, well at least lighten up on the yelling. Diffrent people have diffrent views on how to deal with these issuess I suppose.Nakir wrote:Chime, She cries all the time. And, She wasnt really Crying, It was just a way to make me feel sorry for her. >< When I turned around she started laughing and messing with the dogs. She has the Mentality of a 4 year old.
And, no. When she lets them borrow my games/Items, I never get them back. It's a group of Mental kids. They arent going to give it back after she let them borrow it. She's probably "Lent" $200 worth of my stuff to kids and I've never gotten them back.
But can't you still call whoever she leant it to, and at least see if the kid's parents know where it is?
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That's not a sterotype at all... -_o;venus_gal1 wrote:omg thats horrible, i have been around autistic kids before, and I'm sorry but i absouluty hate them, and i'm sorry but to me they are the worst. Besides the kid i was around was a total jerk, too. Bleh, but i hope you at least get a new game, if it will make you feel any better.
I know some really nice autsitic kids, and a really kind man who's son is autistic. Eh... I'm not getting into this anymore.
On a happy note Nakir, if made a mistake or did something you didn't like in your old game, you can make sure you don't do that in your new one. <;
Yikes! I know how you feel! My little sisters keep coming into my room and "borrowing" my stuff too. But $200 worth!? O_O You should persuade you parents to institute a "No going in to big sisters room with out her permission or else policy". If that fails, buy a lock-box, or at least hide your stuff. :-P
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Yikes.. That sucks.. I agree with Aloe about the lock-box, though I'd personally also take it one step further and install a lock on your actual door as well. Be careful with the type of lock though and make sure it's something only YOU can lock, either by you keeping the key with you at all times or something similar. The last thing you want is your sister having access to the lock/key, especially since she might one day think it would be 'funny' to lock you out of your own room. (Not saying that she definitely would do that, but you did say she had the mentality of a four year old. And as you most likely already know, people of that age, either physically or mentally, can be terribly mischievous.) 