Since then, no one was willing to come to our house.

　　Even relatives kept their distance, afraid of provoking my younger brother.

　　But my family didn't care at all, at most just giving a half-hearted reprimand.

　　My brother wasn't stupid, on the contrary, he was quite clever.

　　He quickly understood that he held the highest position at home.

　　So, he began to make things difficult for me in every possible way.

　　Whatever I bought, he would come and take it away.

　　One time, I brought home a stray dog, all white, and I called it Snowball.

　　But the next day, the dog was skinned and thrown onto my bed.

　　I was so scared that I passed out, before losing consciousness, I vaguely saw my brother's sinister face.

　　As my brother grew older, he became curious about the opposite sex.

　　Even when I was taking a bath, he would secretly sneak in to watch.

　　I scolded him loudly, but he forcefully pushed me onto the bed and said, "Do you believe I'll rape you, you bitch!" These filthy words came from the mouth of an eight-year-old boy.

　　For a moment, I was stunned, unable to believe what I was hearing.

　　It wasn't until my brother really tried to lift my towel that I screamed loudly.

　　My mother rushed in.

　　"Xiao Jie is your brother, he's just playing with you," my mother said, not only failing to discipline my brother but even laughing.

　　"It's just a look, it's not like a piece of flesh is missing.

　　Besides, what does such a young child understand?" My grandmother said sarcastically.

　　"Xiao Jie is really strong, your sister can't beat you anymore!" My grandmother even praised him with a laugh.

　　Helplessly wrapping the towel tighter around me, I trembled under my brother's cold gaze.

　　I felt that my mother and grandmother weren't raising a child, but a wild beast.

　　When my brother was thirteen, something finally happened.