>3 years ago, still have the boxes for all my nes and snes games intact and near-perfect condition
>first year away from home because of college
>come back for spring break
>EVERY FUCKING ONE OF THEM IS TORN TO SHREDS OR COMPLETELY MISSING
>find out my 14 year old brother played them during christmas break even though i told him and my parents that they were worth shit-tons of money
>locked my door to my room simply because of this
>"Oh they're just boxes, how can they be worth anything? Besides, it's not like you were here to play them or anything"
>seething with rage, but keeping calm for the sake of my sanity
>talk to my brother about the whole thing
>"Dude, fuck off, I was bored. Besides, your shitty old games were garbage."
>nearing meltdown point, I explain that the collection was worth literally over $5000
>"Not my problem"
>black out
>come out of it, he's on the floor barely breathing, nose broken, 3 teeth missing, several gashes on his arms and face, blood is literally everywhere
>hes rushed to the hospital
>a cast, 23 stitches, and 2 pints of blood later, he wakes up completely terrified
>parents beyond pissed, i explain what happened
>"Oh."
>they look at him and say "you shouldn't have poked the bear with a stick, son."
>go back to college
>come back for summer break
>not a word has been spoken between us