When I was growing up, I discovered my brother's big secret. I was forced to keep my mouth shut, by the threat of suddenly becoming extinct.
I made this discovery when I was about twelve, he was fourteen. This is how the conversation went:
"Ewwwwwwwwwwwww! What are you doing, Tommie?"
"Yes you are, I saw you pull something off the sticky fly catcher thing."
"No I didn't."
"You did, I saw you. You chased that shooting star last week, then you started acting strange."
"You're weird, Tessie."
"I'm weird? Normal people don't eat flies and grow scales, Tommie!"