I have only one older brother, Stephen. He is Okay... sometimes. But he can really be annoying at times.
When we were younger we used to fight alot, we broke alot of things too. Lamps, lego. I remember when I was 6 and he was 7, we were playing on the trampoline and when he wouldn't get off I kept on screaming 'Stephen get off.' I was a very loud screamer. I think the neighbours across the road moved out because of us. 'Stephen' was the most known word in our area back then. My dad even tapped that day, but stopped because he couldn't stand it.
We don't fight that much any more, though. Which is good. He still annoys me sometimes and I try to ignore him but he eventually makes me laugh by his stupidity. Well I am rambling on here so I'll stop.
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Siblings *shudders*
! Plus your parents get anoyed.
