Thursday 11th February 2016
On Friday when me and my nanny were going
to my nannys house I was feeling sick. My little brother was asleep. I was asleep too. Next I heard a shot. I woke up. I got a fright. My little brother was still asleep.
I went back to sleep again. There were no more gunshots. I heard my little brother wake up. I was still asleep.
He whacked me on the face. I said, “Stop it.”
He said, “Nah.” He kept on going. My nanny said, "Stop it." He stopped.
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