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Input: I just had a flash memory of when I was like 12 about 4 or 5 years ago. It was only a few months after Christmas and I have a big family so I had lots of money, normally my mom wouldn’t let me use my money but we were traveling so she made an exception (my mom only let me hold 10 dollars of it at any given time)

At the funeral for my cousin, I never really knew her but still felt sad, I got a little emotional and hungry and went into some kind of a gift shop in the place where we were all eating. To this day I’ve only gone to a couple funerals, don’t know what to call it, but we were just in a big room somewhere that was catered and everyone ate in remembrance of my cousin it was interesting

Anyway ya I went to this gift shop place with ten dollars and bought a big bag of candy. I come back to the table I was stationed at, sat down. My younger cousins showed up after I sat down, the daughter and son of the cousin I had who died. Twins, a boy and a girl. I just met them a few months before, didn’t even know my cousin HAD kids until then. They were probably 5 years old. They couldn’t even remember my name.

The boy has the audacity to reach into my bag and grab a handful of my gummy bears, the girl has the decency to ask. 

They then ask if I could buy them candy, I probably didn’t have more than 4 dollars left at that time but knew my mom had a lot more of my money, at least a hundred dollars. I yold them something like “no, ask your dad for money”. My dad then punches me under the table, and whispers something like “they’re mom just fucking died and all they want from you is candy, but it for them”

So I walk to the gift shop area with them, I have them wait outside, I walk inside and wait for about a minute and play on my iPad mini, then I walked back out. I told them they were all out, then I let them split the rest of my candy I had so that to my dad it looked like I bought them candy. I only had about a quarter of the bag left at the time.

I don’t think it was wrong because I’m just a twelve towards old at the time and didn’t have any responsibility for them, they just met me. I guess they viewed me as some sort of an older brother figure because I read them stories and played with them when their mom was sick a few months earlier, but even so I didn’t just magically have responsibility for them. Plus I let them have the rest of my candy, albeit I didn’t really want it.

not buying candy for my little cousins who's mom just died