Free Birds Drift With the Wind
Language: en
My older brother, Simon, was born with selective mutism and severe autism. To cure him, our mother tried every desperate measure imaginable. When I was a year old, I accidentally rolled off the bed and started crying hysterically. Miraculously, Simon spoke his very first words. "Sister... fell. It hurts." "Mom, make it better for sister." But the moment I stopped crying, Simon sank back into complete silence. My mother looked at me, and her eyes filled with a sudden, terrifying hope. From that day on, I became Simon's speaking doll. The longer my mother made me cry, the more words Simon…