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我對我的至親失望透頂。老是偏向于小的。不管對錯，反正錯的肯定是大的。大的就一定要讓著小的嗎？即使裏面有道理。總不能對錯都不判斷了。讓我感覺到惡心，大人的偏心，反而讓小孩得意忘形。憑什麽小的一哭，錯的就肯定是大的。爲什麽老是怪大的？他們隨時隨地都可以一哭，爲什麽地球要繞著小的轉？我不理解。

今天想到房間鎖的門貼雞眼貼。小的就要跟過來說要看一看。本來就覺得很不好意思了。我在想他又不是我的長輩。憑什麽我的什麽秘密都要讓他知道。然後我就不開門。從裏面反鎖。他一哭。老人就過來幫他。跟他講道理，講述經過都沒有用，他們都認爲是小的對。大的永遠是錯的。還強詞奪理。說是我先弄哭小的。明明是他自己在那裏哭的，又沒夾到他哪裏。真厲害呀，隨時隨地哭出來。然後他們就一直在這兒說我。不是能講講道理，行嗎？然後我給他們舉了個例子。假設你剛洗澡出來，回房間穿衣服。小的也說要過來看一看。不給看就哭，你會給他開門嗎？到這裏就不說話了，小的也在看視頻若無其事的樣子。大人一定會幫他們解決的。那我可真是祝你視力有問題。一會兒又在說我，那個傻逼的小孩又去給我媽告狀，你能不能別那麽惡心？早晚在學校，有人會收拾你的。還轉頭看我的樣子。一臉欠的模樣。太惡心了，我太恨了?

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