But there was always something missing. Except with my brother Track. From a very young age he's been my little protector. He's the first human being I loved unconditionally, until now. He never understood, never accepted the way my life was. Until him, I didn't know to question, because I knew no other way. The story I told Devon earlier is just one of the many ways in which my little brother had tried to change my life. While I stayed home all day getting my lessons through the computer, from disembodied voices of the men and women who taught me, he got to go off to school and meet people. He's the one who started bringing the outside world to me. My parents did their bit there too, but Track was the one who brought me video clips of real people, the kids he went to school with, his friends. He let me into his life in the most invasive way, sharing everything he could with the sister he loved and did not resent for making his life the disaster it wa
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