My older siblings tortured us but not in a mean "I really want to kill you" way.
We had a next door neighbor who was grossly obese (over 400 pounds). My brother and sister would pin us down, twist our arms back, and make us say "I love Madeline". Well, that was death, and we would not say it. They twisted higher, until we said it. I learned fast to realize they were just words, and I said them immediately. Another one was a woman we called "ning-nang." She was the worst. No way did we want to say we loved her! LOL
Another thing that one of my brother's would do, is after working all day as a plumber, he would come home FILTHY, and smelly. He would grab one of us, whoever was closest, and get us in a head lock, and stuff our face into his armpit, and hold us there until we ran out of holding our breath.
noogies, hair pulling, and arm punches were a daily part of us "5 babies" lives.