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  • I hate winter.It's cold. It's dark. It's wet. There's too much white everywhere. It brings with it an endless onslaught of repetitive school work, days that only last 15 minutes, and the torture of numerous inescapable family holidays.Despite all that, my siblings and I still spent many hours outdoors in the snow, sledding and playing with our dogs and making snowmen to later decapitate.
  • Well this is bulls**t.
  • My rage at this annual winter wasteland usually manifested itself through roughhousing with my brothers, Matthew and Josh. One particular day my parents had us go outside to play after the night's fresh snow fall.Just as I was standing there, hating every shivering moment of my existence in the snow, my older brother and nemesis Matthew flipped over as he was riding his sled.
  • This was a moment that I could not pass up on. Immediately my mind began buzzing with ways to further my brothers suffering. He lay in a pile on top of the snow, out of breath and still in shock from his flip.This was my chance. My one shot for vengeance.
  • Now you'll pay for all these years of suffering under your oppression and self-righteousness.
  • And for ripping the tail off of my favorite t-rex toy...
  • With a moment of quick thinking, I concocted the ultimate plan. My brother lay on the ground, still shaking off the shock and dizziness from his tumble as he stared straight up into the winter sky. I picked up the largest and heaviest chunk of snow that I could find. It was so heavy I almost fell backwards under its weight. I walked over to my brother, smiling with anticipation for the triumph to come.
  • I lifted the block of snow high above my head, straining my arms as if I were Atlas holding up the world. Matthew looked up to witness me standing over him, ready to strike. He made a face as if he were about to tell me to stop, but I was too quick. As hard as I could I slammed the snow down, right into my brothers face. It sounded as if I had thrown a bowling ball into the snow the impact was so violent.
  • I laughed as my brother wept, knowing that today, I had won a great victory.Little did I know my mother had caught the entire event on video from our living room window.
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