MARCUS POINT OF VIEW
I have always loved my mom.
Always.
But sometimes she gets so emotional that it makes my head spin. Like she takes things that are small and she makes them feel like a whole hurricane is destroying the whole house. Last week she seized my phone because I snapped at her. Yesterday she said she would not give us dinner because we talked back. And now today I woke up and discovered she literally took my video game console. She didn’t just unplug it. She took it. Just vanished. Like a magician. I am sixteen. I am not five. This is borderline war.
I sat on my bed and stared at my empty desk like my console would magically float back into the room. Nothing. Just disappointment. Even my spare controller was gone. At this point I was convinced I was living with a dictators
