It was Saturday. Oh great Milo. Man I wish I never wished for a new sibling. I would rather have Simon instead of Milo. Milo is only a troublemaker I wonder what tricks he'll pull in preschool. Gee maybe alot of time in the corner. Ha. He would deserve that punishment anyways.
I went downstairs and gasped. Red everywhere in the livingroom. Paint? I walked in and saw Simon with a knife. Milo and Mom he blood spats over their bodies. My eyes bulged open.
Simon made a smirk. "I did it."
