Revenge


     It was open - wide, wide open - and I grew furious as I gazed upon it. There were all of my brother�s trophies. My perfect brother�s trophies. Straight A�s, Spelling Bee, Math Team, football, baseball, hockey, and many others all staring at me. My chance had come. The case was open, and those trophies had to die.
     I knew I had to be very sneaky. It was 8:00PM, and my brother would be home in an hour. I carefully took his baseball bat from his secret (not so secret to me) hiding place under the bed. Then, ever so carefully I removed each and every perfectly polished trophy, put them in a pile on the ground, and got ready for some long awaited revenge.
     �Smashy! Smashy! SMASHY!� I shrieked in delight. When the trophies were thoroughly dismembered, I broke the bat in half with a satisfying crack and ran to my room. I flopped onto the bed, tired from my smashing spree, and fell asleep.
     It was a dark and stormy night. I awoke to a creaking noise followed by heavy breathing. The door was open - wide, wide open - and I grew frightened as I gazed upon it. There was my brother. His chance had come. The door was open, and I was going to die.

The End