The antique vase incident
One particular memory stands out: my brothers let me take the blame for a broken antique vase, and my parents punished me without a second thought, solidifying my role as the family scapegoat.
I had been nowhere near the vase when it broke, yet they cornered me into confessing. My parents yelled, grounded me for a month, and I was left to wonder why it was so easy for everyone to believe I was the culprit.