One day I woke up and realized my mother is evil and so is the rest of her family. They cheat, steal and hurt my younger brother for fun, all they do is take from him and try to up set him, or treat him so bad that he gives up. I am sorry he was ever born because life has not been good to him at all. Now he is alone, no income and a fractured spine, and has to relocate soon. His year already off to a grand start, and my mother broke the car on his window to upset him, after dropping her car off to have work done on it. I hope he dies in peace. No one loves the guy. How do I know? Well, I have seen it with my own eyes. And no one steps in to help him. They all pretend not to see or call him crazy if he speaks up. I bet it feels good to know you all helped in making his life hard. Good job.
Randolph Harris II International Institute 