Stories

One day my brother took my tricycle and jumped of my picnic table and broke it. I was really mad at my brother so I told my dad about it. My dad was really mad and so he told my brother off and made him sad.Finally I had to wait until I was 8 to learn how to ride a bicycle all thanks to my brother.

One hot summer day my brother and I were fighting. We used to fight a lot.So I threw his head against a wall. I didn't throw his head hard he threw himself back pretending. His head hit the wall and made a hole in the plaster. He was crying[he was 18 at the time].We had to fill the hole with plaster before my dad got home.My dad found out anyway so I got spanked and my brother was grounded.

One day I went tubing with my Aunt Sharon in Indiana. I went with two family friends of hers who were at least 2 years older than I was. When the boat started moving we were in a tube seat. Finally we were racing really fast. Suddenly we hit a huge wave. I held on for dear life. But when I looked to cling to the boy next to me he was not there. The boy was 10 feet in the air! He plummeted down and hit the water. We had to turn the boat around to get him.

One time I went to my older sister Evie's house to play her new game.We played together until she lost all her lives. She got really mad and told me to give her my controller.I told her no because I wanted to keep playing. So she toook my controller anyway and died. She still is a sore loser.