Murderers

2. “It was my brother. He died when I was 13. He was 18 at the time. I knew he was capable from the time I was six and he was 11. He used to play death games. He would sit on my chest, use his knees to hold down my arms, suffocate me until I passed out, and then wake me up and do it again. There were days when he did this for an hour or more. That’s on top of the other kinds of…