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I'm sorry if this topic was brought up before. The title does not deal with what I'm asking though, its about the widespread belief stated by the typical person older than, let's say... 35 and with kids? Alright, here's what happened tonight.



Well, its time to do exactly what my mommy says I'm not supposed to do. Now I'm getting ahead of myself. Lemme explain...

My mother called me to dinner. So, I sadly get off this site and go to the dining room. Well, while eating, my mom asked what I've been doing instead of cleaning my room. I said "Oh, just talking with some peoples..." in an off-hand way. In my defense, I also added "But, I have been cleaning my room. If you didn't notice, my bed is made, my t.v. has been heavily sprayed with Windex and wiped clean, my PS2 was dusted, along with my stereo. I've even vacuumed my area rug."

"Are you kidding me? Your room is trashed." She gets up from the table, and goes to my room. I follow, my head hanging, anticipating the soon-to-come fight. I had no idea how bad it would get. As usual, she stormed in, and immediately began rambling about things that used to be wrong, but I've fixed.

Halfway through, I broke in "Mom, I've done all of that. Look" She actually looked around this time... Then began with things that were "wrong".

"Oh yeah!? You never emptied the trash like I told you to."

I looked over, and noticed there was one balled up piece of paper in it. I sighed. "Mom, you can't honestly expect me to empty my trash every time I throw something in it, can you? That would defeat the purpose of this trashcan being in my room. I empty it when its full, like it was earlier, after you originally told me to do it. I did it, and since then, I've found stuff that deserved to be thrown away."

"Your closet's a mess as well." At this point, I realized I wasn't going to win.

"Fine, I'll do it when I'm done eating pizza." I walked out as fast as possible, and wolfed down a piece. By the time she was out of my room, I had finished one whole piece, and was halfway through a second. This is normally how dinner is, me eating too fast. Family discussions at the table usually focus on me, and I almost always end up at the short end.

"Slow down. You're going to choke." She said, looking at me strangely. She then spoke what was on her mind. "Who were you talking with? Someone hiding in that dirty closet of yours?"

"Nah, they wouldn't fit. Its trashed, remember?" I said sarcastically.

My little sister who had been sitting at the table watching the events take place, piped in with "No, he's talking with people on the internet."

"Oh, so you're just e-mailing people you know from school?"

"No, not exactly..." I added, scared of what would happen when she realized that I was a part of a forum, and thinking of ways to harm my little sister.

"Well, then what are you doing?"

I stared at my hands for a few moments, and then took a deep breath. "I've been a part of a forum, talking with people from who knows where, and who knows what their real names are, we just use usernames. They could be the 80 year old man who lives down the street, or a person in one of those nice penitentiaries who's in their library, on the internet during his free time. We talk about video games, manga, anime, and other things you know little to nothing about. 'Kay thanx bye." I said all of this really, fast. I quickly got up while she was slowly taking in everything, and threw my paper plate away. I was halfway to my room when she called me back to the table.

"So, you're doing exactly what I told you not to do. You're talking on the internet, and you have no idea who they are. What are you talking to them about?"

"Video games. The site is a fan site of a very popular video game. You wouldn't understand, you've never played any of the games, or read anything about it."

"Then make me understand..."

I've been trying to put exactly what was said by both of us thus far, so then you could see what I'm getting at. Now, I can't remember most of the things that happened after this. part. But I do remember what happened after this more or less.

....

"So, you're talking to people about random things, and video games?"

"Yup"

"Well, I don't like it. I want you off of the site."

"But, I just got my laptop back!!!"

"So, that's not the only thing you do on there."

I kinda stood there, and scuffed my foot on the floor. "Fine. I'll stop telling people exactly where I live, how to get to our house the fastest, and to come kill us all in our sleep..." (After the ... I added a bunch more things that involved some very morbid things with our corpses. I'd better not say that here. All the stuff I said, about telling people my personal info, of course I've never done, but she assumed that that's what I've been doing. I don't think I'm stupid enough to do that. Wutev.)

She kinda stared at me for a bit, and then asked slowly "Are you being sarcastic with me?"

"Yes." I asnwered quickly.

She made some weird noise way back in her throat, and said "____ said you'd give me an attitude, and disrespect me once you became a teenager." (___ is her sister, my aunt, and my godmother.)

"I honestly don't think that teenagers disrespect their parents. I know I respect you. I love you. The problem is, I no longer fear you."

Her mouth hung open for a minute, and then she got up and went into her room.


Alright, I'm sorry for the length, but this is what I feel is Intelligent Discussion worthy. This is aimed at any age group. Teens, state why we are stereotyped as hoodlums, and disrespectful people. Some of our older members (I dun mean to say old, but its all I can think of) that remember what it was like to be a teenager (for most of you, it wasn't long ago at all), think of what you were like then, and what your view is now. Thank ye.