My older brother zip-tied me when I was like around 6 (he was 5 years older than me), because he hated me or thought I was annoying or something. And he also played with fire.

My (now-former) country didn’t have guns, but if they had guns, and if my parents had them, then I’d probably have been shot dead by my brother already lol

Kids are so wild lol. Still traumatized from my childhood, no idea how I even survived… I mean… sort of survived, my soul kinda left my body :/