No you aren't, I love it! Plus I can relate to how the older brother burned his younger brother's face because I actually burned my little brother with something... Everyone in my family is filled with scars of almost killing each other. The only person who is left unscathed, is my adorable little sister, Ivy<3. She helped me burn my little brother's chest and burn pa's hand. I broke my pa's leg too... hehehe...
Yeah! The first time I ever did something was when I was first two and almost died! :D My mum tried to kill pa when they were in the kitchen once while I was watching and she stabbed him two centimeters in. As I grew older, I soon realized that that's dangerous and could be a crime so I somehow developed a fear of heights, interaction, knives, stairs, elevators... and stuff... though, the only thing I have fun with now, is falling down the stairs everyday, choking, pushing my brother down the stairs, and praying to god that my aunt would die of a cruel death! I must say that she did do something that I hated the most when I turned four, she almost killed my mum...
Well, I know I say that I have a fear of stairs, but falling down the stairs means that I might break a bone or something and I've never really broken a bone yet... Plus I don't even try to fall down the stairs, it just happens naturally.
PS IF I EVER MEET YOU IN REAL LIFE OR FIND OUT WHERE YOU LIVE I'LL STAND NEAR YOUR WINDOW SO YOU CAN PUSH ME OUT THE WINDOW ╮( ̄▽ ̄)╭
Am I the only who loved the story?? I think I'm fucked up. haha