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Originally Posted by FutureTrackStar
You are 13 years old. You are in your family's living room when, all of a sudden, your 11 year old brother hits you on the head with a dense object to knock you out.
You awaken to find yourself tied to a chair, your little brother standing before you with your father's homemade rifle in his hand. Also tied up in chairs are your 5 other brothers and sisters. They are all unconscious. You are bound extremely well to the chair, and cannot escape.
Your little brother says to you, "Now, I have the power over all of my siblings." He shows you the bullets inside the rifle. "I am the king of this house. But now, I must demonstrate my authority. I am going to shoot at least one of our siblings. I will either shoot our 1 year old baby brother, or I will shoot all the others and leave our baby brother to live. But, I will let you choose for me. Which act would you have me commit?"
Unbeknown to him, however, is the presence of your father. You see your father standing behind him, several feet back, cool and calm as ever. You suddenly remember the time when your father showed you his gun. You remember that your father included a security mechanism, so that he can remotely deactivate the gun if it were to ever get into the wrong hands.
You tell your little brother, "You don't want to do this. Father will be very angry at you. And these are our brothers and sisters. You love them, and our father loves them, and our father loves you too. Don't do this. Besides, our Father could deactivate that gun at any time."
Your brother yells, "OH YEA!" and fires of a few rounds just for demonstration. "He can deactivate it?! Really?! I don't think so! Our father is dead! I haven't seen him or heard from him in ages!!! I am the king now!"
You tell your brother that your Father is with them at that very moment, but he does not believe you.
At last, he declares, "If your next words are not your decision, then I will shoot you and ALL of our siblings. Now... which which act would you have me commit?!"
You see your father, standing right behind your younger brother, not making a sound. His face is stern, and he seems relaxed. He looks directly at you, into your eyes, and you can see that his eyes are slightly watered. He holds the deactivator in his hand, at the ready, waiting for you to speak. Your Father is in ultimate control.
What do you say?
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My little brother, Lucifer, is a real pain in the ****. Our "Father" if you call him that, hasn't been much help. He's never around and the only thing we ever hear about him is in letters of his adventures from our uncles Matt, Mark, Luke, & John. Now he shows up, after carelessly leaving his gun out, only to stand by and observe. While this has been going on I have freed myself from my bindings unbeknownst to Lucifer (he is only 11 after all). As he approaches I leap towards him and tackle him. I will beat him to submission.
My name is Will.
When Lucifer regains his awareness I expell him and tell him never to return. I also gather my neglected siblings and remove them from this abusive situation. I will take them far away and provide for their care. I will teach them to work hard, be good, and take care of themselves and their families. I will try to tell them that their "Father" wasn't so bad...he just had more important things to do. He wanted the best for them, but he couldn't "interfere" so it was up to me. Now we are free. Call me Free Will.
As for our family, we're doing OK. It's hard sometimes, sure. But we love each other and we're getting by. My baby brother is doing great. He loves to run, I think that someday he might be an athlete