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Reason To Sing

strong so if he wanted to, he could have hurt me badly. Even
though there was pain and fear, I was a young girl and I trusted
him. He was my big brother, after all. Is it crazy that he was
actually my favourite?
I was a child. A child with very little knowledge of the
difference between right and wrong. Jimmy was my brother.
I was special to him. How could I have known then that his
“special” treatment of me was so very wrong?
I always believed that Jimmy loved me so much. Maybe he
did?
But he was obviously a very sick man.

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