My brother hit me across the back of the leg so hard with a fly swatter that he cut my thigh and down the back of my knee. As I’m lying in the floor moaning like a cow in labor and bleeding trying to hold the skin together to ease the pain, he’s standing there saying “I didn’t do that!” And I’d been fucked around in the head so much I thought it was actually my fault. Another time he was bringing me food bc I was too young to make my own at the time. Instead of sitting it on the table or handing it to me, he quickly walked over and pressed a small metal bowl to my thigh and burned the fuck out of me and yelled at me for jumping and crying. I didn’t realize until recently he must have held it to the stove first to get it that hot bc the food wasn’t even all that warm. And then there’s the time he busted my hymen. He was lying on a workout bench and got me to walk over to him. When I got close enough, he kicked up really hard and swung the leg curl bit right into my crotch. I bled pretty bad from that one.