a really long time ago, late 90s, when I was in the Military/College(can't remember as I wasn't really home for 3 years, quick visits during random weekends and holidays). My little brother asked me if he could lend his friend my Snes and some games, stupid me said yes. As long as he reminded his friend how important those games where to me.
The years passed, I finished my mandatory time in the army, settled in a nice 2 room apartment, had a good part time job while I studied, got enough money to both buy a used car and a PS1. Remember how much I loved to play FF6 as I was loving the shit out of FF7. Called my parents and asked if they still had all my stuff left. Awesome parents had kept everything safe. Dig through every box and couldn't find my Snes, found the bazooka and a few random games but not much else. Ah perhaps my little brother had them, called him up. he dodged the question saying he didn't remember, maybe, no, yes then ding ding he lent them to his Albanian friend. He was going to get it back to me.
A few week pass and my little brother never calls back, drive to him and ask him what's up. Apparently this kid who he lent my Snes to had moved back to Albania without giving anything back.
I'm still pissed when I think about it. Was really considering trying to find his address through relatives he still had here but dropped the idea when I realised that he had come here from a shitty environment and was forced to go back to it. So if it gave him some joy he could keep it. So I took my brothers Snes instead. So I booth lost a Snes and "stole" a Snes.