The first time I ever played any sort of board game was when I was eight years old. The game was Monopoly and my Dad thought it would be a fun time for my sister and I. While I share his love of competition, he was sorely mistaken. I became mad with power as I destroyed my little sister's spirit, and pretend wallet. My Dad, in turn, relished messing with me. While I struggled to maintain some sort of savings, Monopoly quickly became my sister's least favorite activity. Eventually, she grew so f…