Hi. I am Tristan Jones. In my family there is me , my dad , my mom my little sisters , and my baby brother. We all thought it would be different this summer. We would all sit on our porch and eat meals together , spend time together , but there was still time for all of our plans to do nothing to go away , And that was just what they did.
" Tristan and Charlotte GET IN HERE RIGHT THIS INSTANT! " I hear my mom bark from down stairs. " COMING." I say as I put down my book and head to get my crying brother out of his crib. Wyatt , my baby brother's face is wet with tears. I pick him up and head down stairs before my mom can bark at me again.
When i get down stairs I put Wyatt in his play pen and sit down on the couch. " Girls. what were you doing this morning before i got up?" My mom asked. Before we could answer her question , our dad, Ben came in and looked at all of us. " Where is Arianna ?" He looked confused "She is still taking her nap. I was just asking the girls if they knew anything about Mrs. Rogers broken window." Mom replied. I looked over to Charlotte a gave her a smile. Dad looked straight at me " What happened?
Should i keep on writing?
