And Then It Happened

Numba 3

Sally was standing, waiting outside her little brothers room when she heard a great commotion. Annoyed at how long her brother was taking and at the noise he was making, Sally flung open the door and stood there in rage" what the hell are you doing?" she demanded in a venomous tone.

Ben was looking through his closet when his sister barged in and started yelling at him. " I have to find em" he whimpered, wishing he could sink into the wall. " I can't leave without em."

Sally was furious!!!! Her 13 year old little brother was wasting her valuable, already limited, 16 year old shopping time with her boyfriend to reorganize his closet?!!? She was already marching toward him in rage when his feeble reply hit her ears.

She would have been there sooner, but she keept tripping over all the homework, books, and drumsticks that were strewn across the floor. The floor was so densly covered with various belongings, that Sally could barley see the majestic deep purple carpet that Ben had installed in his room.

When she finally reached Ben she grabbed him by his little wrist and began to drag him out of his room. She almost made it , but then, in her haste, she tripped over his insanely expensive drumset and let go of his

wrist. Ben ran to the back corner of his room and shoved his hand under his pillow. But by that time Sally had him by the back of the neck and threw him out of his room.

Ben was about to get out of his closet when his sister grabbed his wrist and began to pull him out of his room. He struggled hard and then he saw it, yes!!! the beautiful glint that the tiny ray of sunlight made when it poked through Ben's almost closed shutters and placed one small shimmering finger on the minuscule sliver of metal that peaked out from under his 'love to drum' pillowcase.

He had to get it. He struggled hard when, thankfully,his sister tripped on his drums and released her iron grip on his hand. He ran over to his bed and thrust his hand under his pillow, he was about to close his fingers around them when his sister grabbed him by the neck, yanked him out of his room and demanded," what the heck are you up to?!!"

" I had to find it" was his tryomphint reply to his sisters demanded question " and I did!" he held up his silver pocket knife/tool that had pliars, a carving knife, a leather knife, a single bladed saw, a double bladed saw, two flathead screwdrivers, two bottle openers, and a nail file/ruler. And everything folded into the handles. The other thing in his hand was a small pice of the first drumsticks he ever owned.

Sally heard his gloating answer and when he held up that stupid knife he was soo obsessed with she almost lost it. " that?! That is what you were looking for?! Urg you Annoying little brat!!"

Ben heard his sister yelling at him and his feeling of triumph quickly faded and was replaced with sadness. All he ever wanted was for his older sibling to accept him. He didn't mean to make her mad, and he felt bad. " I'm sorry " he choked out apologetically