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Me and My Brother

Chapter 1- I really do miss him

I was standing in the kitchen getting ready to get something to eat, when that monster came in.
"What are you doing up? I thought Bears are suppose to hibernate in the winter!" I insulted. He mimicked me in an annoyed sleepy voice.
"And why are you in this house? I thought trolls were suppose to live under bridges." He insulted back. How dare he. I took the bowl of cereal that had milk in is also and poured it on his head.
"You Bitch!" He screeched.
"Pussy!" I retorted. The I turned around laughing getting ready to make me another bowl of cereal. And that was when he took a ketchup and squirted it in my hair. Oh Hell no. It's on. took the mustard and squirt it on his head and...
*End of Flasback.*
I was pull out of my thoughts when my mother called me down to the kitchen. I get out of the bed and run down the stairs.
"Yes mom." I said to her when I came around the corner that went to the kitchen.
"Hun, I was wondering if you could help me with the food for tonight. And also help with the house." She asked
"Sure mum." I said while grading my apron to help.
"So what were you doing in your room hun?"
"Oh nothing just thinking I guess."
"About what?"
"My brother and all the times when me and him argued."
"Oh so you miss him?" I mother asked and I cringed at the question. how could I possible miss him. I'm happy Connor is gone and in a band. I don't need him. Do I?

"Hun, HUN?!" My My says shaking me back to reality.
"Yes mum what did you say."
"I said do you miss him?"
"No I don't miss him. Well ok maybe alittle. I just miss having someone making fun of me and them me making fun of him. I just wish I was like old time. I can't believe i'm saying this but," I swallow hard. "I wish Connor was back mum."
Oh god all is lost I just said that I want my brother back. God shoot me with a gun. I can't believe I miss him.

Notes

I hope that was good.

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