Chapter 10: Independence Day

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A/N: Philip is 7 years old and Angie is 1 year old.

Philip POV:

"FIREWORKS! FIREWORKS!" I yelled.

"Not yet Pip. There's still a few more hours." Replied my mom. I heard Angie start crying upstairs. Angie is my baby sister. My yelling must have woken her up.

"Philip. You know the rules. No Yelling In The House!" Said my dad, rushing upstairs. I sighed. I did know the rule. I just forgot the rule. I felt like I was getting into more trouble since Angie was born.

A few hours later, I sat down outside with my family. We watched the fireworks.

"LOOK!! A BLUE ONE!!" I yelled. My mom laughed and my dad let me hold Angie. I covered her ears because the fireworks were very loud. She giggled when I put my hands over her ears.

"Say 'cheese'" said my mom. "CHEESE!" I replied, holding up Angie. My mom loved taking pictures of Angie and I.

"Pip! Bring Angie inside! It's past your bedtimes!" Called my dad. I went inside and gave Angie to my dad. "Up to bed. Hurry up!" Said my mom.

I went and got ready for bed. My dad came and tucked me in. I heard Angie crying from the other room. I knew my mom wasn't coming to say goodnight. Angie ruins everything!!

All I want if for both
my parents to tuck me in! She never let's that happen! I hate it when she cries or gets all the attention.

I'm not jealous.

She's just an attention hogger!!! So.. she's the one being bad. Not me! I haven't changed my attitude!

I'm just getting in trouble for the stuff I used to do! Why is yelling and running around getting me in trouble now?

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