Braden's Fort
“Hey, Jacky, why don’t you come and hang out in my fort?” My little brother asked, coming into my bedroom, not bothering to knock.
“No, I don’t think so Benny. Not tonight. How about some other night, okay? Have Danny go in your fort with you. Okay?”
“You never want to go in my fort.” He whined.
“I’m sorry. I just don’t feel good tonight.”
He nodded and ran down the hall way, screaming for Danny, our older brother who’d just come home from college.
I bit my lip softly as I sat in my bedroom, now at the age of sixteen. I felt bad for never wanting to go into Benny’s fort.
“No, I don’t think so Benny. Not tonight. How about some other night, okay? Have Danny go in your fort with you. Okay?”
“You never want to go in my fort.” He whined.
“I’m sorry. I just don’t feel good tonight.”
He nodded and ran down the hall way, screaming for Danny, our older brother who’d just come home from college.
I bit my lip softly as I sat in my bedroom, now at the age of sixteen. I felt bad for never wanting to go into Benny’s fort.