My Last Birthday Was Stolen By My Brother

For the eighteenth time, Mom delivered a gift that was supposed to be mine straight to Hayden’s room.

She shot me a guilty look, but immediately turned it around to blame me.

"Why didn't you remind me? Well, since things turned out this way, let's just let Hayden have it."

I froze in place. Watching Hayden look so incredibly happy with my gift, I just nodded. I didn't care anymore.

Ever since Hayden was born, Mom always "accidentally" gave my things to him.

She promised to take me to the theme park, but ended up giving my ticket to Hayden.