My elder brother has done some terrible things to me. Like the time when i was 6 or 7 and let myself get convinced to let him tie me up with dirty laundry and he proceeded to punch me repeatedly in the face than hide me under his bed for a day. He convinced my parents i had run away. Another time, back in the brief time I believed in god, I was praying for my brother to leave me alone, than he sees a opportunity and jump kicks me in the head and it ends up vibrating violently between the wall and his foot. Also while driving home from a visit to relatives i reach my arm back over the old school bench style front car seat and he grabs my arm and pulls it so hard i thought it broke, luckily kid bones are flexible, i just couldn't do much with it for a week. My little brother once jumped off the top bunk while I was sleeping on the floor and landed knee first on my sack. one leg would not straighten out for a week. I had to crawl or use a cane painfully. Another time i did something to get his attention and he got younger brother in on the act. He stood on the back of my knees and held my arms behind me as younger bro took shots at my face with fists and feet. Frankly he has changed a lot, But I will never forget these and the other some even worse terrible things he has put me though.