what do i do if my mother treats my older and younger (im the middle child) siblings wa better than me? my mom lets my older and younger siblings get whatever they want and she doesn't hit them/pokes them like she does me. She got my sister $300 worth of stuff when she got me nothing and she got my older brother a monitor and a big desk. she aslo got my younger siblings devices when i dont even have one. i cant live like this anymore she says she wants me to feel loved but all she does is calls me a b and rude names how am i supposed to feel loved

Iwill give brainliest banquo. how goes the night, boy? fleance. the moon is down, i have not heard the clock. banquo. and she goes down at twelve. fleance: i take't, 'tis later, sir. banquo: hold, take my sword. there's husbandry in heaven, their candles are all out. take thee that too. a heavy summons lies like lead upon me, and yet i would not sleep: merciful powers, restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature gives way to in repose! using context clues, what is the meaning of the word "candles" and what effect does that have on the play? the night is cloudy, so no one can really see what is happening. there are no stars, which could be considered candles in heaven, so heaven cannot see the sin happening on the earth below the moon is not illuminating the heavens, so everyone up there is asleep. the candles from the surrounding countryside are all out, so macbeth can carry out the murder