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As you can tell by their title and thumbnail, the revenge stories in this one get pretty serious, but we're not actually starting with the swamp revenge.

Instead, here is a revenge story in which a woman gets her life completely and utterly destroyed.

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Here we go.

Aunt broke my model kit, so I took away her everything. This whole thing started exactly a year ago but just ended and a friend told me to post here so off we go. I live in Turkey and as you know the southeast of my country was wrecked by a couple of giant earthquakes a year ago.

My city was the epicenter and while the house I lived in with my family wasn't destroyed a lot of

shelves got knocked off and one of them was the one where I held my gun pla kits.

Now I'm not entirely sure guys what that is but I think it's some sort of anime thing

Figuarine now I don't want to, you know, get that wrong. So in the comments let me know, but yeah, some sort of figurine, toys, whatever. Out of all the kits I had, only one survives, an M.G. the O that was heavily customized.

I built it with my grandfather who passed away a few years ago, so I was ecstatic it survived.

Now, a few months after everything had calmed down my mother called her relatives for dinner

which included Aunt B now not B for female dog her name does actually start with the letter

B. She came alongside her son who was 8 and is an entitled

brats. While the adults were drinking coffee, this little brat barged in my room and demanded to play with my computer.

Now I refused since I was editing a video for my college society and

had the camera on. Well, the brat went back crying to his mother who came and started yelling at me.

While I was dealing with her, her little brat climbed on my desk, took my model kit, and then immediately dropped it and stepped on it.

The rest is just yelling, me swearing up and down, telling them they were going to pay for it, with her calling me a weirdo for still having toys,

and that she wasn't going to pay for trash. My mother at first thought about not making her pay to keep the peace,

but when she realized it was a kit that I made with my late grandfather, her father,

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