Don't

I must admit, when I'm mean to my brother its not like I do it intentionally. He just bothers me often, and when I bother him back, he makes me laugh and that just keeps me doing it. I do mean things to him, because the way he reacts makes me laugh, its just so silly. Although sometimes I'm mean, I'm also nice to him, for example just today I gave him a push-pop for free. I'm nice to him and he's nice to me.

I walked into the house with both my bags slumping off my back. My brother trailed behind me after another exhausting day at school, and threw his heavy dark blue backpack onto the couch.

"Hi fatso..." he said as he was taking off his stinky socks near the door. I ignored his criticising remark, and just headed upstairs to change. Soon after he followed me and threw himself onto my bed, "Hello fatso...again. You're not doing homework you know."

"What do you want?" I asked him hoping he would leave. He lay still on the bed, and decided that he wanted to bother me. He always bothers me, especially with his loud booming voice like my father's. He wiped some kind of liquid on my arm, and I spun around wiping it back. I was wiping 4 swipes a second, it was probably his saliva. (Disgusting, I know.)

"What the hell?!" he screamed with his funny voice as he rolled over. He ran out of the room just as quickly as he had come in. I laughed with the palm of my hand on my forehead, and my other on my stomach falling to the floor. I can't stop laughing until 2 minutes have passed, at the least. So as you can see, if he complains even once, I burst into laughter. I'm someone who my brother can make laugh anytime. But I'm only nice to him, when he's nice to me. (Like that would ever happen.)