Late at night, the door creaked open, and a gust of wind blew in, making me shiver from the cold.

I groggily reached out to touch my sister beside me, "Sis? Are you still there?"

But what I touched was not my sister.

It was a sweaty, hairy arm.

I was instantly terrified and instinctively turned my head to look beside me.

My sister was pinned down by a massive dark figure, with her mouth and nose tightly covered, struggling and kicking her legs wildly.

I screamed loudly, frightened and crying, "Mom! There's someone in our room, come quickly!"

My mom quickly came into the room, and when she turned on the lights, we were all dumbfounded.

It was my brother, right in front of us, bullying my sister.

My sister cried and screamed, cursing my brother as a beast.

I wanted to rush forward and pull my brother away, but my mom held my shoulder tightly.

After my brother finished, my mom finally let go of me.

I found a blanket to cover my sister's body and helped her sit up.

Before I could comfort her, my mom pulled me away forcefully.

My mom raised her hand and slapped my sister, saying, "You shameless slut, at such a young age, seducing your own brother! You have no shame!"

My sister stared at her in disbelief, "Mom, how can you say that? It was clearly my brother who came into our room..."

My mom justified herself, "Your brother is still a child, what does he know? If it weren't for you seducing him, why would he come to you so late at night?"

"Why didn't he go to someone else, to another girl? Isn't that your problem?"

"Enough, the deed is done now. If you don't want the whole neighborhood to know, keep your mouth shut and never mention this again."