My Brother

My Brother
By Abbie Lang
I have a brother.
His name is Paul.
Paul is 6.3 feet tall.
He’s going to be twenty on January 30th.
Paul goes to the Purdue College.
His friend Chris is his roommate.
I miss my brother Paul a lot.
I miss the way we used to fight with each other, although he always won.
I also miss the way he would pick me up by the legs and carry me by the legs.
Then, he would walk some where.
Then he would drop me on the head.
It didn’t hurt.
There’s another thing that I like about him.
It’s that he’s willing to work.
When Paul was in his early years of high school, he played basketball.
Later, he decided to play golf.
He was a pro at both.
Paul and me never got in fights.
Paul is a kind heart, sweet, generous, smart, hard working, almost man.
Paul’s my brother and I’m his sister and no matter where we are, we will always have each other.
I love and miss my brother Paul and I know that he loves and misses me.