I feel extreme guilt and remorse when I start to think about how I betrayed my brother and let those bullies hit my brother ,and not see how helpless my brother was,I was in ninth grade back then ,when I came home, I scolded him badly even when it was not his fault ,the next day he pleaded for my help but I didn't help him instead I scolded him in front of the bullies ,and then kept twisting my brothers hand ,in my childhood too I used to lock my brother for no reason and then enjoy ,