1 February 2013
I get up and bang my head on my ceiling. Why did I have to get the small room?! I sigh and carefully get out of bed. I hear Red downstairs.
"Woof! Woof! Woof!" He rambles on to my older brother Sam.
"Sammy!" I call down, "Could you shut him up please its only five in the morning!" I hear a thump from down stairs and a tinkling of our wind chimes. Sam must have let Red out. I get dressed and walk downstairs.
I go for breakfast and see oatmeal oozing out from under a lid on the stove.
"Gross.Sammy we all know you can't cook." I complain. I put some water in a mug and put it in the microwave for coffee for Sam.
Zap! The microwave spits as it cooks the water. It pops as I open the door, grab the water and hastily place it on the counter.
"Ah! Thats hot!" I hiss as I shake my hand in the air. I pull out the instant coffee and stir it in the mug. I pour two bowls of cereal and set it on the dining table.
"Sammy! Breakfast!" I call. The back door bangs shut and Sam sits at his spot.
"Thanks, Sport." He smiles and takes a sip of coffee.
Sam finishes his food and heads back out to finish the morning chores. I take the dishes to the sink and let the water trickle out of the tap as I grab the rest of the stuff on the stove and scrap it into the garbage. I do the dishes and have some fun.
"Ka-pow!" I shout and splash water all about, pretending that I was fighting some evil villain.
"Coming out soon, Sport?" Sam calls.
"Yeah! Be out in a minute!" I call and quickly finish the dishes.
That was the last thing I heard Sammy say that day. The last thing I heard him say for three years...
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