Few years ago, I met the fight. But it’s not the fight with my fist, it’s the fight with my speech. My brother borrowed the motorcycle from my aunt’s friend. And then just about a month after, he went to other place to study. All of my family were busy on the time. So no ones had remember it. Although my aunt’s friend didn’t say when my brother need to turn it back. After my brother leave, my aunt’s friend started the demanded to return. But in that time, my parent went with my brother for several weeks. So I went back home helped him to find the key for abut two hours, but the key were brought with my brother’s bag. The friend of my aunt started to condemn my brother in front of me, also condemn my parents, said that they did’t teach my brother well. From the very first, I though it’s really my brother’s faults, so I didn’t said any words. But when he started to condemn my parents. My patient were reached the limit. My facial expression become stiff, my fluent full with rage. Because he is the elder, I can’t be impolite to him, so I depress my rage until I can’t endure and than leave the room. In my mind, not only my parent, my brother is also my family. Although he didn’t responsible for the thing. Stranger can’t do or say the things bad in front of me. They don’t have the authority at all.
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