The wind pummeled my face as I walked out to the barn. I fumbled for the key, and then unlocked the door. As I pushed open the heavy gate, thought about my error in insulting my mom. I closed the door, and grabbed the rake. Of course my dad had given me chores. He knows I hate them, and I always seem to get the hard ones.
Suprisingly, my sister ran into the barn. "Aaron, mom and dad went out,"she yelled as she ran up to the loft. Sarah always seems so happy, even though she always has a lot of chores. The thing is, i'm the only one in my family who hates chores. Sarah, and my three brothers, Chad, Jason, and Kyler all seem to love chores.
Jason and Kyler are very athletic, and are always outside, making forts and whatnot. They both play on baseball teams. Chad is hard to explain. He never seems to be doing anything, but I guess he plays mostly video games. Sarah usually does stuff with her friends, but i'm never around her, so I don't know exactly what she does.
And then there's me. I basically have no friends, besides Lucas, but he's three years younger than me, so I don't play with him much.