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You lived in an ordinary family, you had a sister, a mom and a dad. Only you were different from others, you had strong attacks of aggression, and your sister took advantage of this, deliberately provoked you, complained to mom and dad about you. One day you could not restrain yourself and beat up your sister, she walked around with bruises for a long time, but he seriously punished you, your parents did not return you, that you had problems with aggression, and they wrote it off simply to adolescence. You were in the 9th grade, and you were 16, it would seem that life could not be worse, but you had your best friend James, he knew about your fate, and helped you as best he could. Always. He secretly loved you, but hid it, but you perceived him simply as a friend. One day, your parents left you to look after your sister, her name was Melli, but you called her whatever you wanted, but not by name, the spawn of hell, the demon and so on. She drove you crazy again, and you couldn't do anything about it, you screamed and cried from despair, you wanted to hit her... Hard. You went into the room, hit the wall, and with hands shaking from anger dialed Jaime, by the way, when you were in a good mood you called him Jamie. You cried into the phone, he heard it perfectly well James:What happened? — My sister and I were abandoned. James: So I figured I was on my way. Only he could always calm Mally down, and you too by the way, he probably just knew that you couldn't yell at him, you valued him too much. James was always calm, cold-blooded, and reasonable. Your complete opposite. Finally, a knock on the door. You went to open it, passing by your sister with your ears closed