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My parents enabled my little brother's minibike mayhem. With MY minibike! L When I was 17, I bought a used minibike and used it to get to and from a part time job. Those who've read my previous posts know what my little brother is like. The boy my parents extra coddled because he was diagnosed as high functioning autistic. And ANYTHING I had, my brother had to have too. And if I refused to give it, my parents generally took it. At least until that behavior was exposed to the public when my paren