My name is Peter and I’m seven years old. Last holidays, our parents took me and my little brother Sam to many good places in the car. We took long to reach there.
My name is Peter and I’m seven years old. Last holidays, our parents took me and my little brother Sam to many good places in the car. We took long to reach there.
It was not fun because driving a long way in the car is so boring. Sam is only four years and he cried all the times and wet his pants because Dad did not want to stop and find a toilet.
Then Sam kept on throwing his toys into at me, so I pinched him and he started crying again. Then mum gave him lots of Lorries to make him stop crying again and he got sick and spewed everywhere.
After he got cleaned up, Sam wanted my colouring book but I did not want to share it with him, so we had a big fight. Dad said if we do not behave well, he will turn the car and we return to town.
I believed in what Dad told us and I stopped quarrelling with my young brother. However, our holidays were good even though the car trips we had were boring, and I hope we shall have better trips during next holidays.
I’m now focused to my class work, I want to forget all about trips and perform well in class. Dad and Mum have promised good trips if I perform well.
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