Coming Home

By Alex Nimier

From when I was 19 until only just recently, my family and I watched my little brother slip further and further into the darkness of his own mind. The helplessness that we endured can only be described as hell. I am not a religious man, far from it, but I think back to moments where I genuinely considered calling an exorcist.

This sounds funny when I say it now, but at the time some of the things he would do and say filled me with horror. At the best of times, he could sit with us and eat; at the worst of times, he was trying to kill us or himself. I once spent three months traveling around California tracking him with the help of two private investigators, checking morgues, hospitals and police stations daily.

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