The Little Devil

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This was back when I lived in New York and I was like fourteen or fifteen.

Me: *raking leaves*

Younger Brother: Watcha doin'?

Me: *rolls eyes* What does it look like, dimwit?

Younger Brother: What, can a little boy not start friendly conversation with his dear sister?

Me: *scoffs* *continues raking leaves*

Younger Brother: *creepily watches me*

Me: *finishes* *beams proudly*

Younger Brother: HAAAAAAAAAALLELUJAH!!!!!! *jumps in pile of leaves*

*leaves scatter everywhere including all over me*

Me: BROOO!!!!

Younger Brother: *runs for his life*

Me: *notices that brother has no leaves on him at all whatsoever* *tries to pull out own leaves but fails miserably*

~Next Day~

Friend: You have leaves in your hair.

Me: No shit Sherlock.

~A Week Later~

Friend: I think you have something in your hair. *tries to pull it out* Wait, is that a LEAF?!

I now have a large fear of raking leaves thank god I live in an area that it doesn't happen.

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