I was a very young boy when I realized that my life's purpose — the reason I'd been put on this earth — was to torment my sister Amy.
Amy basically had only two emotional states: She was either in a frenzy, screaming and sobbing and shouting, or she was really upset. Anything I did to irritate or anger her would set off such a horrifyingly cataclysmic reaction that I couldn't wait to do it again.
When Amy became a teenager and her unstable condition was enha ...
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