“April Fools Day was always extra at my house.
A free half day to practice perception manipulation.

I thought every family pranked like this.
Running tests and abuses on each others senses.
Salt for sugar.
Tobacco sauce on everything I touched
Impostering chili peppers for gourmet liquorice
Saran on the toilet seat
Teasing me for choosing to be dumb enough to fall for it.
Kid stuff, sibling abuse, passed down from another abusive sibling.
Why my sense of humour is so much of my coping.”

X opened the door on her memories to find it operated a rig moving a heavy gem over her brothers jewels. She never really understood what they were getting up to, just that she was the trial grounds.

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