I hated sharing rooms when I was little. For a long time, my parents, sister, brother, and I lived in mostly small houses and apartments with only a few rooms, usually just two bedrooms and one bathroom because it was all my parents could afford at the time. As a result, I often had to share the bedroom with both of my siblings while my parents always kept the master bedroom to themselves. My sister and I slept in the same bed together and, in that same room, my brother had a chair that looked like any old regular livingroom chair at first glance, but contained a fold-up bed that he slept on. My sister and I often had to share the same bathroom as well, mainly when getting ready for school in the morning. To save time, my sister and I often took our baths together and my brother would take his bath last, alone of course. When I was around the age of 17 or so, we finally moved into a bigger house, one with two stories and several rooms, something I personally wished I grew up in throughout my entire childhood. Having privacy in my bedroom and bathroom for the first time was such a great experience.
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I remember when I was 7 I was fighting with my 8 year old cousin because we both wanted to play with the minnie mouse toy at the same time. Also I think I got into a fight with my aunt caused I asked them to buy me a sausage meal from McDonalds and they got me a baked potato meal that I didn't like and not what I requested.
Never had an issue with sharing. I wasn't into toys that much but I really liked the Sega growing up. Maybe a couple of times I didn't share the Sega but I feel like that was rare and after a fight with my siblings.
Everything. I was an only child for most of my childhood though. By the time my brother was old enough to use my things, I had outgrown them.
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Everything that was in my room..
If I came home and found out my little sister (7yrs younger) was in there.. We'd cat fight with claws and all (no joke)I wasn't fussed about sharing, what I was fussed was stealing, breaking, ripping or the classic stealing then selling it, then not getting me anything with the money
I hated sharing my food and I still do. I have 3 sisters and everybody sharing a soda when we were little? Yuck!
my bed and bedroom, to this day i HATE anyone being in my room or even touching my bed lol
My Ouija board. Damn spirits always hogged the thing and spelled out mean things... I'd be all like "omg guys worst. ghosts. evarrrr"
I hated sharing food! It amazed me how everyone else could do that so easily without getting upset about it.
LEGOs, Zoids, crayons, color pencils, drawing paper etc.
Having to share. Period. If I'm sharing anything with you; it'll be my streptococcus, which I am strangely asymptomatic for.
To this day if you take food off my plate your hand might come back to you with one less finger
My true inner feelings, because it seemed no one REALLY cared enough to bother listening
Everything, I even hate sharing my love now.
I think it was the wii
Same thing as now... my hats
Actually I loved sharing anything..
Clothes especially hand me downs 🙄.
I think I was a good sharer haha
My food, dolls, coloring book
My snowmobileFood. I still hate sharing.
Food and my toys.
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