“What would you like to eat?” I asked Hannah and Avery.
“Oh. Can I please have a big sand cake? Be careful while making it. You don’t want to get burnt,” Hannah replied. Avery nodded with agreement.
My brother walked slowly up the hill, humming . His voice was like one thousand needles being shoved into my brain. Except, we should have been paying attention to him. My daredevil little brother, snuck around the side of the slide. He knew that this was one of the only times that Nene doesn’t pay …show more content…
I could tell she was shocked, but at the same time, not surprised that it happened, knowing Lucas’s behavior. I felt remorseful even though I didn’t do anything wrong. My mom picked Lucas up in her arms, cradled him until he stopped crying, and then ran to the car to bring him to the hospital.
Later that night, I found out my brother wasn’t as hurt as bad I thought. He didn’t have a broken bone. His arm was just out of its socket. I realized I loved him even though he drove me crazy. I should pay attention to him more often because I don’t know what I would do if something super horrendous happened to