R-E-S-P-E-C-T

Normally I'd be angry. Normally, I'd make a point. But just after telling the boy how touching my stuff makes me feel royally disrespected; he grabs a bottle of cologne and sprays several sprays of it into the fan in my bedroom, choking me immediately. I can taste it; I smell it everywhere, my throat still burns with it. How do you teach respect to a kid that seems to have none for the one wanting to teach it?

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