My Brother - By Jeremy Wilson
Chapter 3
One day my mum, Jonathan and I went to the shops, as I had hit Jonathan the day before I wasn't aloud any presents, my brother got a new ball because he had "done nothing." I didn't find that fair but what could I do about it? Nothing, but Jonathan was going to pay. This is what I did, he went inside for two seconds, I was outside as I noticed his new ball that he liked so much, carefully, I walked to it, took it, and threw it in to the thick bushes with spikes. When Jonathan came out he asked me:
-"Where's my ball?"
I answered:
-"Don't know, I didn't even know you werre playing with it."
That was the end of the discussion, Jonathan never saw his ball again but as he didn't know it was me it wasn't really a punishment. However my mum and dad suspected me for the disappearance of Jonathan's ball. Luckily I didn't get punished for it.
One day I found myself high up on a tree trunk with Jonathan, he was still small and would believe a bit anything we told him... This is what I said to Jonathan:
-"Did you know you could fly?"
He answered:
-"No, only birds can fly."
So I insisted:
-"No, you can fly, just jump off this trree trunk and you will see..."
-"OK". He said.
With that, he jumped off the tree trunk and landed on some nettles. He was stung everywhere. I was still up on the tree trunk and laughing of the bad trick I played on him, but not for long. My father had seen me, he ran to Jonathan who was crying out loud as he had been badly stung. He jumped up to me, caught me, and spanked me so hard that I still remember it today.
I also played another trick on Jonathan that nobody liked a lot. He was in the bath, my mum had asked me to teach Jonathan animal names, so that's what I did, but instead of teaching him the write animal names I taught him everything upside down. I taught him that a cow was a horse that horse was a cow, I taught him that a cat was a sheep and a sheep was a cat. That's what I did for every animal. When my grand-parents came to see us they would test Jonathan on animals, so of course he would get everything wrong. They used to say that he was completely dumb and didn't remember anything. The way we found me out was one day as my mum had asked me to teach Jonathan animals again. My mum was going to come into the bathroom but for some reason she looked through the key hole first and found me teaching Jonathan everything wrong. I wont tell you how badly I got punished but you can just imagine.
What I wanted when I was five was a pet, especially a cat or a dog. Not really a hamster or a white mouse. My mum said that she didn't wont one because they would fight. I new that it was ridiculous but she must have had an other reason why she didn't want one. I asked her so many times that she would shout at me when I asked her for a pet. My father didn't care, the only thing he used to say about it was that he would never feed my cat or dog if I had one. My mother also said that it was to much work.
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