I was born with Congenital Insensitivity to Pain (CIP). My adopted little brother, Kian, has a severe form of Osteogenesis Imperfecta—the 'brittle bone' disease. So, to keep him safe, my sister, Hannah, always used me to set boundaries and enforce rules for Kian. I did protest, but Hannah always pleaded with me, a look of deep, exhausted helplessness on her face: “Nick, Kian is our adopted brother, and punishing him directly will only bring judgment and gossip down on us.” “Plus, he’s so fragile, so much weaker than you! You can’t feel pain anyway, so just think of it as acting, and please, just go along with it.” When Kian ran off in a crowded shopping mall, Hannah broke one of my legs right in front of him. When he played with scissors, she chopped off five of my fingers, then had doctors reattach them one by one. Later, Kian got involved with a delinquent girl and ran away from home. After Hannah dragged him back, she sliced open several deep cuts on my body and shoved me into the indoor pool where she kept her sharks. Three sharks circled me. I screamed for her help, but she only focused on reprimanding Kian: “Mistakes have consequences. You run away one more time, and I’ll throw him back in.” Kian crumpled in terror, his knees hitting the cold marble floor and leaving a patch of dark bruising. Hannah immediately rushed to cradle him, her face full of anguish, and then turned to leave. I sobbed, begging her to pull me out first, but she never looked back. She had forgotten that Congenital Insensitivity to Pain isn't the same thing as immortality. You can still die from blood loss.
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