THE THREE MUSKETEERS AND ME

I don’t want to sound weird and it’s not that I hate my brothers, but I wish I had sisters and not brothers. I’ve got two younger brothers, William and Scott. If I had the chance given or just one wish to make I’d definitely wish them to be girls. They are incredibly loud and naughty. Then there is Harold; our big loveable puppy.

My mum and dad got Harold from the animal shelter recently so that he could be the company for us, and also so that Harold would have a good home. They also thought that Harold would look after the boys. They are certainly great friends: Harold, William and Scott are like the three musketeers at home. William and Scott are always noisy and active. First of all, they wake up and start singing, although you can’t really call it singing. They go to the bathroom together and shout as loud as possible. Of course, Harold goes in with them and starts barking. I wish they had nice voices. Also, I’d really like them to sleep a little later on Sundays.

Secondly, I’d like them to act normal when my friend Sue comes to visit me. They keep running around us and try to make her laugh. I think that is because they like her. If I could, I’d buy them a PSP and make them play all day long, and when it is the night I’d send them to bed late so that they’d wake up late the next morning.

Lastly, they have had this joke going on for the last two weeks. They try to scare me. They hide in my wardrobe. They hide under my bed. Thanks to Harold it is easy to find them though. He’s great at sniffing them out! I do think that we should all have the chance to have our own privacy. So I might be only ten and my brothers are four and six, but I still think that everybody should stay in their zone so that nobody disturbs the other.