Red Flags
My little brother has tried to kill my little sister twice, and I look forward to any excuse to never have to talk to him again. I hate him. He’s seven years old. Every single thing about him is repulsive to me. I’m 26, so we have a bit of an age difference. I’ve spent a lot of time around children and I’ve never met one to whine and complain and scream about anything and everything as much as he does.
Once he held my three-year-old sister’s head under the water in the kiddie pool until someone caught him. The second time, he held a pillow on her face until my mom caught him because she heard a ruckus in the living room. My mom tried the, “he’s seven, he doesn’t know better” defense, but I would argue that because he’s taken and finished swimming lessons, he knows what it means to drown.
He has manipulative tendencies that take too much text to get into, but he’s said things to me that hurt me in a way that I can’t forgive, whether he meant them or not. If we find animal corpses under his bed or he gets caught with a body one day, I’m fully prepared to tell my entire family “I told you so,” and let them be mad at me, because this kid is nuts and I want nothing to do with him.