I had just com home from a grueling day of school. I decided to play on the PS2. A humungous T.V and a nice cozy room it was like heaven. "BANG" Just as I was starting to play someone had just entered the house... It was the most evil being in the world! My older brother Sean!
AS I was playing out of nowhere Sean had popped out and started to watch me play.
"Who said you could play on my game!" Sean screamed.
"Why does it matter!> It's not your PS2 or memory card!" I retaliated.
"Yea right! It's not yours!"
Knowing that this battle wouldn't make a difference Ileft. As I was leaving is seemed as if Sean's smile had an evil plot which just set in motion. AS I left to go into my room for a quite place to think, Sean and his evil ways went to play "his" game. It took me quite awhile until I thought a simple but affective plan. My idea was to take the memory card so Sean couldn't even play! Like a ninja I snuck down into the playing room. Thankfully, Sean was taking a break. So, snatched the card and hid away.
Once Sean had realized what I had done, his anger was building up and would soon be at its peak. Once he had spotted me he quickly attacks like a psycho bull that had just seen red. It seemed that Sean had lost his reason and chased me around the house. Through the kitchen, past hte living room, and through the hall in where we start the circle again. On our third way around I quickly side stepped into the safety of the restroom. "Click" I just locked the door to prevent Sean getting me!
"Bam! Bang! Bam!" Sean was going to kick the door down! "Stop! You are going to break the door!" I screamed warning him.
But it was too late... The door had cracked with a one foot wide hole. As soon as I saw that evil hole I know once our mom comes home we both would be as good as dead.
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from MOM of Sean & Thomas ...
Two doors were broken.
Thomas was trying to glue the piece back to the master bedroom door but it was not successful. Yellow glur was dripping all the way down to the carpet...
There was a big hole on the powder room door. I gathered the brothers and told them that, as our family rule, they need to pay for the replacement. $100 from each. This was A LOT for them since they only got a dollor of their age each month ($10 for Thomas and $13 for Sean) + $20 for their birthday, xmas and chinese new year, and some from their good grades if possible.
Dad and Mom went to different stores trying to find the matching door... special order the door, brought it home and painted it white, replaced the broken door, put the lock back on the new door...
Then, one day, I found this writing in the recycle bin (good, the boys do recycle and trying to be green...)
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