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Oct 20, 2005 18:29

Brother went off again.

I wouldn't give him CDs I was burning because he wouldn't get a bag from the car from me. Of course, he took it too far and demanded into my room. He stopped my feet while I held him from getting into my room and taking the CDs. He pushed me, I pushed him, and he assailed me. I threatened to tear his shirt and break his CDs. That worked for a little.

Eventually, though, when I tried to push him from my room, he ran into me. Hit me about 20 times. I begged him to stop when copious amounts of blood left me and splattered against the walls. He said he was making me into a man. I'm really tired, and he did it again later. Me? I have the fighting spirit of a half-dead squirrel and I don't work out. I didn't have much of a chance, really.

He threatened to kill himself later because, while he was beating me, I apparently stretched his shirt and necklace. He was even crying.

Poor baby.
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