My brother is cool because he always takes me places were I want to go. He always smiles when he sees me. When I go to his house, he always has food on the table. When I leave he always gives me something cool. When I got home I told my mom what I got, then she said "go upstairs and play with it."

When I was done playing with it I went to my grandma's. I saw my brother there. I was surprised and asked "What are you doing here?"

Then he said to come and see him. "I want to tell you a secret", he said.

I asked him "What is it?"

He answered "I’m moving away, to Vancouver."

When he said that I ran upstairs and started to cry . Then my brother came upstairs and said I will be coming down for the holidays. Then I stopped crying. Knowing that I would be visiting my brother in the big city made me feel better.