Tessa's POV
"Tessa" my dad called me. After a glance to my hairstyle, I went downstairs for a breakfast. I had breakfast with my family members which include my sister, Rehanna Taylor, grandpa and grandma. My mother, brother and grandpa were residing in our native town which was at distance 350 kilometers from Spokane, Washington. Sometimes, my grandpa comes to Spokane where we live.
There's a great love between the members of my family. My brother, Moek Taylor is 8 years old. He is always cheerful to others whether he/she is a family member or not. The love towards my brother from all family members is at utmost. Therefore, everything is going normal till date.
The nature of my grandma is rude as fuck. Therefore, my cousins come to my house only when she goes to our native. That sounds sad but it is the harsh reality. My grandpa's nature is up-to-date until he comes to the topic "SPIRITUAL LANGUAGE". He always wants us to attain ourselves in our religion.
"Tessa, let's annoy him.", Rehanna said me. So we just started to annoy our brother. We were throwing each other cushions.
"Stop this.", Mom yelled at us.
"Mom, see these two ghosts had started first. Beat them, not me.", Moek says in a loud voice.
"No. You had started first. Your body doesn't like to rest on the couch. So you told those two of your ghost to play a game with cushion." - Unfortunately, Mom yelled at him. On the other side, me and Rehanna started laughing. So Moek got angry on us and started to cried.
After, mom took him in her hands by telling, "We will beat these two ghosts with a broom. Don't worry. Keep silence." So after hearing those words from mom's mouth, Moek stops crying but made the angry faces at those two ghosts viz. Me and Rehanna.
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Teen Fiction"I Don't Know What Was It? But It Was Something Worth Remembering." ~ Tessa ----------------------------------------------------------------- Sometimes it may happens that the 'type of love' which we demands...
