a Boy throws a Rock in the window of an old house.
On a clear sunny cool day in a town called Woodland Falls, on that day a 5'9', brown hair, hazel eyes, wearing underwear, pants, shirt, socks, shoes, 16-year-old Teenage boy named Steve Samuel Cope was riding his bike to his house from Woodland Falls High School, until he stopped at an old house, he looked at the old house, he picked up a Rock, he threw it in the upstairs window of a house, He rode his bike to the house, not knowing that someone was watching him. Meanwhile Steve arrived at the house, he parked his bike in the garage, he started walking toward the front door, not knowing that someone was watching him, until the person jumped out from his hiding place.
"BOO!!, Ha I Scared You", a Voice said until Steve was angry at the person.
He realized that it was his 3'9', short dark brown hair, green eyes, wearing underwear, pants, shirt, socks, 7-year-old little brother named Mark Patrick Cope.
"Mark I'm Going to Kill You!!!", Steve said as he stared running after Mark.
"Mommy, Steve is chasing me again", Mark replied as he started running away from his big brother.
"Steve stop chasing your little brother", Steve and Mark's Mother said.
"OK, Mom", Steve replied.
Another Hour Later Mr. and Mrs. Cope was going out of the house for the night, leaving Steve to watch his little brother, they walked out of the house.
Another hour later, Mark was in his bedroom playing with his toys, While Steve was on the phone talking to his friends, Until Mark's Bedroom Door Mysteriously Closed that made him Jump.
"Steve is that You?", Mark asked but there was no answer.
He continued playing with his toys, Until a hand came out from underneath the bed and grabbed Mark's Ankle and was pulling him underneath the bed, Mark started screaming until Steve came into the bedroom, and didn't see nothing, Until he remembered he had left his friend on the phone, He rushed out of Mark's Bedroom and went down the hallway, down the stairs, into the living room, he picked up the telephone, but He was too late, Steve was mad that Mark had made him miss his telephone call, He looked at Mark that was standing in the middle of the stairs.
"This is all your fault, You made me miss My Phone Call, I Hate You, I wish You would Just Disappear, I'm leaving, You Stay Here", Steve said as he put on his socks and shoes and walked out of the house.
"I'm sorry Steve, I'm sorry", Mark replied as Steve walked out of the front door.
