(3) My cousin was born a head-no body

(3) My cousin was born a head with no body.

I have had to write this particularity down. I can't speak. Nor see, smell, and I can barely breathe. My face is fully grown in from too much inbreeding on my mother's side.

Her mother, my grandma, was born with her head completely backward. She's confined to a wheelchair most of the time. She's scary, mean, and old as hell. My mom's severely retarded and had me, feet first, face ingrown. My family is unintentionally dysfunctional.

Although I have no brothers and sisters, my grandma and my cousin live with us. My mom met my dad at a hospital care group. He's the worst patient, the most severely affected.

He can't talk, walk, or pick up anything. His hands are on his shoulders. My grandma runs the place. She's the fastest, and she hates me. I can hear. She describes how ugly I am and pinches me.

She's very good at suddenly lifting a hand from behind while she's staring at you. I imagine her all the time when she does it. It's ugly. I don't have much to pinch in the face, but she just grabs what's there.

It truly distresses me when she does that. The worst off, though, is my cousin. I can still hear him, and I know he's in the house. My mother's sister, my aunt, is an awful drunkard.

When she carelessly got pregnant once, instead of killing an unwanted child within 3 months, she kept it for the extra money. She waited till it was time, and in the back of a busy tavern, she toppled over two garbage cans and squatted to have her baby.

This is nearly as poetic and natural as any bird outside, and similar in that both females bore something in their uterus, but otherwise, in my mom's sister's case, it was more like she just hurriedly shat a single head—no body—my cousin onto a steaming heap of trash.She grunted in disgust, pulled out the placenta, threw it over her head so no one would see it, and added more garbage to cover it up.

One of nature's gifts, the head, freshly laid and already pulling nutrients, warmth, and well-being in its little nest, had to be bothered weeks later by my mean grandmother.She knew her daughter was pregnant and that she mothered them no better than birds.

So she, my grandma, no better than a filthy rat, searched many nest-like-looking garbage piles in the vicinity, especially behind taverns. She is glad to find my cousin.

She would have killed him had it not been for his bodiless state.She knew it meant no diaper changes, little care if any at all, and helplessness.

She hurries it home, and the first thing she does to amuse herself is to put it face up in the toilet with the cover down to play a prank on us, on me too, even though I'm blind. My parents never realized, I guessed; I heard them go many times, each their turn, to the washroom before I went.

They did as usual, even flush the toilet. When I went, I immediately heard the only sounds my cousin can make, two kinds of

--Eeeeeeeee -Eeeeeeeee

one lip brought in a circle, another through his teeth. I know for sure because I imitated them over and over again.

Startled, I reached down and discovered him. Crying inside at so much hatred, the hatred his mom had that deprived him of a body, and hatred from my grandma, so inhuman. She rolled in as I was rinsing and wiping him.

She grabbed him from me and left. She hid him and changed his location every day so I wouldn't find him. I don't know what she uses him for, but I hear him.

--Eeeeeeeee. --Eeeeeeeee.

I feel so sorry for him. I wanted to die and began refusing my tubes of liquid food for my tunnel mouth. To cheer me up,

Grandma got me 3 cat-born bodies with their heads fully ingrown.There's only a furry hole I can touch. They can't walk and must be fed like me. Their head is deep inside them. I can hear meows through their rib cage. By putting my finger in the hole, I felt it was where the fur stops.

The rest is bare skin, and I got bitten.I feel so sorry for them, but I care for them as best I can. My parents don't know I have them.

They don't realize, I think. I hate my grandma, even though she got me the cats... Most of all, I love my cousin. I love to hear his --Eeeeeeee --Eeeeeee

and try to imitate it