So today I fought with my brother like every other day but when I tried hitting him with the cup in my hand I tripped over the dog and when I fell I still tried hitting him with the cup but when I stood up and backed up I rammed into the cabinet and fell again and no matter how hard I tried to get close to my brother I fell flat on the floor so I gave up and went to the room .
I also had to make dinner and when I did I took out the trash he started talking trash so I took the milk jug and smacked him with the milk jug and then I tried writing a story and when i finished half of the 3rd page and he took the notebook I was writing in and hid it in the house be he thought the fact I was writing a story was stupid
