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When I was 16 or 17, I was fighting with my brother over something stupid that he was doing that was annoying me. I chased him upstairs where he tried to barricade himself in his room. I kicked the door in and punched him full in the throat.
He turned blue and fell over, and I thought I'd killed him. In my defence, I was intending to get him in the face, but he tried to dodge it. In a way, it was his fault.
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