He is sixteen, and has never been to school; he is like an infant. He is not normal.
My parents once planned to put him in a Home, but didn't. He stays in his room and shuns everyone but me. He is not normal, but he is my brother and I love him.
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My brother sleeps all day and is up all night, making strange noises. He is not normal. He was born without earlobes, hairless, blind in one eye. He is afraid of the dark and of other children, and he cannot talk. Also he cannot walk, only crawl.
He is sixteen, and has never been to school; he is like an infant. He is not normal. My parents once planned to put him in a Home, but didn't. He stays in his room and shuns everyone but me. He is not normal, but he is my brother and I love him. Comments are closed.
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