I have to start by saying I'm not really proud of this story. But since my contributions have become a comprehensive series of sorts detailing my entire adolescence; this all truly happened, and I feel the need to fill in the holes by offering it up.
The story linked below is another story I had posted ear...I perceived my younger brother Tad as a constant thorn in my side when I was growing up. Some six years younger than me, I was rarely kind to him, very ironic especially considering how much I simultaneously fantasized about having an older brother of my own, who would tenderly care for me and whom I could idolize. Cle...
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