I cut ties with my sister about 15 years ago. Besides the numerous reasons that she has given me over our lives to not talk to her, there is one that I SHOULD have done so, but didn't. My Sophomore year of high school, while I was staying at her house over summer so my Dad could go on his summer benders, her husband beat me with a shovel in the garage. Afterwards, she lied to the hospital and told the staff I had been in a dirt bike accident. She told me not to say anything or she'd make sure something worse happened.
Fun times man.
Dear lord she might actually compete with my sister in terms of evil. She put any of her toddlers in the hospital?
No. The few she ever had over when I was around she doted over like a mother hen
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