Crazy Larry's entire body writhes in pain, going through a sequence of seizures, too long and too intense for life to endure ---at least medically speaking. And locked inside are those agonizing memories.

                                                                                                                                              

Mom is considered insane ---and I am too, in believing her. But I am sane enough to know to never share with anyone the secret she told me. I am best to just deal with the horrible fact that the man who was beating me and abusing the older girl at the group home, is my father.  But during my last visit with Mom, I am told a much more disturbing fact …about this older girl. She is my sister.   

                                                                                                                                             
    I am in total shock!  I'm told that my sister does not know this secret. But knowing now that she is my sister, I soon become very angry.  I hide and actually watch what dad does to her during his abusive visits.  I feel helpless, but I have to do something about it!  After all, she is my sister!      

I have no real idea what I'm going to do, but before I figure it out …she is the one who brings about a change.  She now begins eating and eating …and eating.   I figure I know why she is eating so much ---and I begin to give her my food too. 

                                                                                                                                   

I see that as she eats and eats ---she gets bigger and bigger.  She just sits around and belches and performs other sundry gross functions.   Soon our dad, whom she didn't know of, no longer comes around.   I am very thankful for that, and I am very thankful for her.  I somehow feel her gross mannerisms are responsible for his not coming around anymore.  And that means I am no longer beaten, and she is no longer abused.