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Input: I adore my older siblings, but I do hold some animosity for what they did to me when I was younger. I'm the youngest of my full-siblings (I don't live with my half-siblings), so I was an easy target, but I could usually retaliate in some way. When I was about seven though, my siblings and dad were watching Chucky and I was kinda lonely, so I asked if I could watch and my dad agreed, but told me it would be scary and because I wasn't willing to be a coward in front of my siblings, I sat and watched part of it, all I remember was I saw Chucky murder someone and this terrified me, which my siblings realized when I asked my dad to turn it off and seeing as I was close to tears he did, my siblings were rightfully angry about, but left me alone about.

It was around a week later and I still had an irrational fear about the doll and I wouldn't allow the light to be turned off, because I thought he could get me in the dark. I eating dinner and I assume being an annoying little sibling, it was clear my older sisters were getting annoyed and both went to the room I shared with my second eldest sister (it was the largest bedroom) and I followed them, they noticed and let me enter first which I found a bit odd, but didn't really care, until the closed the door and turned the light off, telling Chucky was going to get me and even though I was able to turn the light on, I was still scared and by this point bawling and they only let me out when my dad heard the commotion and went off on them, so they let me out of the room. Unfourtanetly they continued to do this to me when I got on their nerves, or our dad was gone

Even years later I can't have the light off without the door open and the hallway light on, or I start panicking. Both my sisters have apologized, but think I am being a bit of an asshole for holding resentment for it and I starting to think their right, but I still can't shake it off as me being irrational.

resenting my sisters