“Oh no!” I exclaimed seeing my piggy bank broken. The piggy bank was a special one. It had green eyes, a springy tail, a fat body and legs half covered with plastic mud. Ordinary, huh? What wasn’t ordinary is that I always felt that it had life even when it was just a piggy bank.
It had a special dollar around it’s neck. It had a mark of an heart and an arrow. My mom and dad brought it for my 1st birthday. Whenever I slid a coin in it, it squeaked “Oink.” I lifted some of the broken pieces of the piggy in my hands. While staring at those pieces, I found a pebble. I heard a giggle. Another giggle. I became aware who broke my piggy.
I turned around to see my 7 year old brother, Philip giggling happily. He stood by the door waiting for me to chase him. I acted as if I was in deep sorrow to lure him. As I expected, Philip started nearing me. I waited for him to come closer. He came nearer.
“Take this!” I yelled landing a hard blow on his nose.
“Owww!” he screamed, covering his nose by his hands.
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Galloping in to trouble
Novela JuvenilElsa, the elder sister of Philip, 7, is constantly tortured by her brother. Philip loves to play pranks on her. However, one of his pranks backfires. What happens next? Read to know!!!
