My little brother has been mean to me since we were kids always taking my stuff, tearing it, hitting me, and being mean to me. Yesterday, he attacked me and started beating and pinching me. I was so scared that I was crying and screaming, and Mom was sitting just in front of us doing nothing, just looking at us. When I said I’d go tell Dad, she said I was looking for trouble. I ignored her and went to Dad and told him everything. He just told my brother to do his homework. He already had to do his homework anyway, and it pissed me off. Later that day, I told Dad everything again, and he took away all his devices for one month. My brother started crying hysterically, and Mom felt bad for him. She said that I broke his braces and hit him. Bro, I had two choices: keep being beaten or defend myself. I defended myself. I pushed him off me, and when I pushed him, I accidentally broke one small piece of his braces. And the only thing she cares about is the braces. She doesn’t care whether.