From the day my parents came home, I loved my little brother, despite his being black, until I wished for a brother to share a room with, to stay up late with and play video games.
For long time I loved him and I was with him and helped him when he was staying up in the hall
And when my dad took him for a walk
And when they locked him in the basement
And when they treated him with dirt, I was easier on him, so my parents were the scum of the world
But what made me happy is my brother's extreme intelligence. Unlike others, he was very clever. He exposed my father's malicious plans, so he tricked them by pouring water and electrocuting them before torturing and killing him. My father's crimes were revealed and my brother was rescued.
Who returned after years to bid farewell to the house, he said to his lover that he felt his presence underestimated him and I thank him as I can finally return to my grave
thank you my dear brother