My brother

I am Sofia An. I have got brother. And I will talk about it. Tolya is 19 years old. He likes to play board games with me, on a tablet. Now I will tell the story of him.

When my sister Nika left, Tolik and I looked at each other. There is no Nicky - there are no tediousness about computer games. Sometimes in those moments, Tolya came up with different things. Either he will show the trick by the disappearance of a coin, then he joked, or he remembered the plot of this or that story and showed them to me.

That evening, Tolya told me to crawl under the blanket, taking a flashlight with him. I took cover with a flashlight, as my brother said.

- Hello, Sonya! he said in a sepulchral voice.
- Hello, Tolya! I answered.
- Ready mortal? Tolik joked.
Ready, immortal. - I said.

And Tolya began to tell a horror story. Long. When my brother finished I asked:

- Hey, Tolik, couldn't it have been easier? I won't sleep at night now.
- That's the point. - He replied smiling.
- Oh you! I lashed out at my brother. - Well, I'm not going to sleep! Now understand?
- I always understand. Tolya said keeping a serious face.

Veronica entered the room. She yelled at me and my brother for not sleeping. Tolik and I did not answer ...

This evening will forever be in my memory, although many days and years will pass. How Tolya and I made fun, how we played, joked, had fun ... Almost my whole cheerful life was paid for by my brother.