I was still fast asleep dreaming my delightful dream
until I saw dawn light with my eyes closed. “Creaks” I could hear the slightest footsteps stepping on my creaky floor, but I didn't want to open my eyes to discover this mystery; That was a big mistake. “WAKE UP SISSY!!!!!” I felt weight land from above me and I immediately opened my eyes to this beloved pain in my gut. “ow-OW!” I screeched. “Come on, come on, let's get ready!” My eyes met with a little boy who was indeed my brother. “That’s a nice way to wake up sissy, isn’t it?” I said with a sarcastic voice. “Yea but sissy loves me!” He laughed. “Yes, indeed I do.” That’s my little brother, Luke. Six years old, brown hair, tanish skin, beautiful dark brown eyes, delicate dimples and always has a brighter smile everyday. He is one of the youngest elders in our family. We do not call him prince yet, but the journey will come when he turns eight years old.
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