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When we were little, I hardly ever got in trouble. I was the golden child because I got good grades, behaved, and played volleyball. I didn't play video games like my brother but I did have an attachment to my computer that my Dad hated. Back in that day, being into computer games still wasn't as bad as being into video games AND computer games like my brother.

I tattled on him a lot. He used to annoy the s**t outta me by chewing loudly at the table or humming or mocking me. Whenever I called him out, my parents supported me. When he called me out, they told him to relax. I used to sing to the radio or hum and that bothered him. I stopped sometimes but other times by Mom just told him to relax, I was just enjoying the song.

I've asked my brother before whether he felt that I was spoiled or treated better than him but I think he said no. I don't agree. I think I was favored over him. When I got in trouble I was given a stern talking. When he got in trouble he was hit. He got hit with a belt and on the ear. I don't know where else because I never watched. No matter how hard I tried to block it out in my room, I could hear it. Hiding in my room, I would cry. The one thing I can't stand at all is hearing my brother cry. His pain... terrible.