A Serious Game

“Is that really your last choice?” I said as I slowly looked up to my brother who was about to give one of his most valuable possessions that he had in his hands and he said “Yeah.. yeah I am”. As he put down a plus four card on the table yelling “UNOO!”, “NOOOO-” I yelled with a defeated face as he had won the game we had been playing for half an hour or so, after we were done yelling dramatically we got up and than my brother out of all the sudden yelled “TAG YOU’RE IT!!”, “HEY!NO FAIR I WASNT READY!?” I yelled behind my brother as he started to run as fast as he could through the house, of course I went full speed behind him making sure he wasn’t gonna win another game, as we were running like little cats through the house our mother stepped in and got my brother in her arms, I had thought that she would say something like “no running in the house” or “you’re gonna hurt yourself while running!” she except said “DEAR, QUICK TAG HIM!” as I realized she was on my side! I laughed menacingly as I started to run to him and tagged him on the spot. My mom let him go and grabbed by my hand and we started running, I was surprised since mother was usually busy these days but I guess she got a day off to spend some time with us! But than two hands picked me up to the sky as I looked up I realized it was my dad!? Has he taken an day off too? oh no- he was holding me and my brother was charging at me with full speed as  I realized that my father was on my brothers side, my brother tagged me on the spot and my father let go of me, ah dammit! I guess that was my karma.