It was strange he thought, as his head rose ,as his eyes opened, as the yellow mid day sun struck his face rapidly and remorselessly.
The day seemed to his pail unfocused eyes all ready in its adolescence, but I viewed none of it nearly slept whilst all this went on about me, wares the sky changed from dark to bright wares most people yawned and stretched ready to rise and great the day with a fresh determination and ready ness.
I'd done none of that and some how I felt as tho I'd missed out, as tho the day I was owned has been stolen from me by masked bandits and taken away. "Your finally up" my brother cocky relaxed voice that should have indicated we had a guest in our mits he was showing off to, spoke up as he strolled in towel in hand. "what's that meant to mean ?" I replied grumpily as a means of hello. He turned and with attitude put a hand on his hip "it means you've been a sleep for ages and no amount of calling or shaking could or indeed would wake you", I sighed as he continued "you should spend so much time in bed", "you do ?" I snapped back, he turned again as tho insulted "excuse me in on holiday", gave him a look "as am I", "year but your older you should get a job", "I have a job", to this he resorted back to a child like way of talking. "Year but it's boring down there", "still a job". It was then our guesses who's clearly heard our squabble walked in, she looked around at us both and then through her own voice into the ring "are you to done arguing ?, you sound like a pare of angry children". My brother nodded abruptly as tho under her command he changed his top grabbed his towel and strolled our with a mea "good by" aimed at me.
And with that I looked about my room my mind at a lose as to what to do now, the day was indeed teaching it's final chapter.
