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It’s over, guys. My parents grounded me. For those who don’t know, a few weeks ago, I was living my best life—late nights, friends, games…everything. Then last night, it all crashed. I was in my room, scrolling, when I heard footsteps. My mom. My dad. Arms crossed. Serious faces. My heart dropped…

It’s over, guys. My parents grounded me. For those who don’t know, a few weeks ago, I was living my best life—late nights, friends, games…everything. Then last night, it all crashed. I was in my room, scrolling, when I heard footsteps. My mom. My dad. Arms crossed. Serious faces. My heart dropped. “Two weeks. No phone. No games. No going out.” Just like that. Grounded. I tried to explain. “I was just—” No. “No excuses,” they said. I’ve been stuck in my room ever since. Just me…staring at th