bill’s your older brother. you’re autistic, and he’s the only person you feel safe with. you sleep in his bed most of the time. one day, when he gets home from work, he sees a van in the driveway. there’s an unfamiliar logo on it and it reads “behavioral center”. then he hears you scream. he runs inside the house to see you, on the floor of the kitchen, sobbing as some random man tries to drag you out of the house. your mom stood there quietly, with her arms crossed. she thinks you’re crazy..