Sometimes I have to do what I wholeheartedly think is right. Even if it does mean my whole family turning against me because of it.
My 10 year old brother wants to read The Hunger Games. My parents don't care if he does. Well, I do. So I'm fighting it. Not outright fighting it, but I scurried upstairs and post-it marked every gory sentence in the book, and asked them to read each mark and then make their decision.
Now, this makes my brother upset because he says that every one of his 10 year old friends has read it, and he just wants to fit in. This breaks my heart; first off that he feels so left out, second off because SO many children are reading this book series, and their parents just don't care.
Anyways, from his teary eyes to my parents sudden wavering thoughts of this book, everyone's "stressed out" and grumpy, and pretty much giving me the cold shoulder.
Well, if that's what it takes to keep my sensitive child of a brother from reading this horrific adult book...so be it.