ause my brother and I got k

eight years old, he acted like an adult, clingi

. He was just a kid too. But to protect me,

ed. My brother died at

ound my brother's body, my mom and

nvent to pray for my

, they ignored

used and barely fed, enduring

nd dad finally brought me home. But when

d all my things, and stole my

ack, she accused

at me before slapping hers

a version of my mom

mom's face darkened. She shoved me to

, disappointme

e. "Mom, it's okay. It doesn't hurt. Karlee's been through so much. She's

nly ten years

owly sinking into the

nd dad's dislike for me

yed a big pa

accuse me of bul

er died in front of my mom and da

other, they forced me to kneel before his

viciously. "Why wasn't i

t froze, like I'd been plunged in

ould trade my life for my brother's, I'd