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Enjoy the show. This is a story told in three parts by Reddit user Hannibal's violin titled Pam. The story I'm going to share occurred over the course of several years and only recently ended.

It affected almost all of the most important people in my life affecting us even today and likely for the rest of our lives.

I wanted to share it so everyone can understand just how out of control a seemingly harmless situation can become.

My brother has always been my closest friend.

He is easily the most loving and genuine person I've ever met and is loved by pretty much everyone he meets.

Despite this, he hasn't been in many relationships.

I think it's partly due to the fact that he's a very all or nothing type of

guy. When he falls, he falls deeply and blindly. A blessing and a

blindly, a blessing and a curse, I guess.

The few girlfriends he's had, I've known quite well, despite being nearly eight years younger than him.

Most of them have been nice, normal, pleasant girls, with the exception of a few.

We had high hopes that he'd settle in with a long-term wonderful girlfriend as he entered his adult life.

We had no idea we'd spend six years sharing a hell with him, our family, and our closest

friends, all by the hands of one girl, I'll call her Pam.

I met Pam when I was 11, my brother 19, and she was 17 graduating high school. I remember being surprised to have

him introduce her right off the bat as his girlfriend since neither my parents

or I had heard anything about her, but she was kind, warm,

an honor student and beautiful.

I admired her immediately.

For the first year of their relationship, Pam never seemed off.

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