Leave My Brother Alone!

“Let’s go to the swings” I say to my little brother when we get to the park.  He follows but then decides he wants to do the slide instead.  So I watch from the swings as he goes on the slide.  I’m the big sister after all so I need to keep an eye on him.

There are a few other kids at the park but none I really know.  So I mostly just play with my brother.  We play a lot but we fight a lot too.  We don’t have too long to play because we have to make sure we’re home for dinner.

I see this kid a few years older than me walking around.  I don’t really like him.  He seems mean.

He’s heading over towards my brother so I jump off the swing and run over.  I don’t know what he wants but I have to be there because I’m the big sister.

“Why don’t you leave him alone?” I say as I hear him teasing my brother.

“What, is the little four eyes going to cry?” he said.

I’m mad.  Really mad.

“Just leave him alone!” I yell as I smack and shove the kid backwards.

He looks surprised and mad.  But I’m not afraid of him.  My brother and I beat each other up all the time.  I can take this kid.  I don’t care that he’s bigger than me.  But he just stands there and looks at us.

I grab my brother’s hand and announce we are going home.

“Don’t listen to that kid, he’s a jerk.  Lots of kids have glasses.  I bet no one likes that kid” I tell my brother.

I feel like a great big sister for protecting my brother from that jerk.  No one messes with my little brother.

Except for me, of course.

———————————————————————————

This post was inspired by:

Tweet