Crazy Larry begins shaking the bed. This time his entire body doesn't shake ---just his upper torso and arms.

                                                                 

I am only trying to help the helpless young man.  It seems all my sister's horrible memories are being taken out on the young man.   She strips herself of her armor.  Now dressed like one of those All-Star wrestlers, she exhibits her quite unbelievable form …from all those driven agonizing hours of workout. 

   She picks up the young man over her head, as if to say that no man will ever control her again.  Then she slams him down, slams herself upon him, and pins him to the floor ---before leaping up with arms raised in victory.  

It is scary!   In an attempt to show that she will not be controlled, she is fully demonstrating that she still is.                                                                                               

I fear for the young man's life.  The inevitable is soon to happen.  And the confrontation leads to ….the accident.                                  

An attempt to save the young man's life ---costs my sister hers.   And I land in prison, where I rightfully feel I belong.