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My Naughty Brother
MY NAUGHTY BROTHER
Whenever you go to my house you will hear me and my brother quarreling.
Today, as I walk to my room I quickly took my Mr. Midnight book and read. I opened the page slowly. I kept the first page in good condition because the author, James Lee has signed it.
Later when the clock stroked nine, I went to the TV room to watch a movie with my parents. After an hour, I went back to my room. Then, I realized that my brother was not with us the whole time.
I felt bad things are going to happened. When I reached my room hurriedly, I went to my desk .But I couldn`t find my book .I went to my brother`s room.
Little did I know, my brother was tearing my book? When he saw me he said:’ Good paper.’ At that moment, I was so furious that I beat my brother hardly. He cried so loud that my parents heard it.
My parents came up to see what was going on. At first, they wanted to scold me. But when they saw my brother`s hand was holding my book pages. They make him apologize to me.
My brother apologized to me softly. That night, my father promised me that he would buy a new book for me. In my room, I was trying to stick back the torn page that my brother tore.
From that day onwards, my brother was not naughty like he used to .Now we have a very good relationship

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