Little Car

Date: 6/18/2017

My mom had promised me I could go somewhere that day. I had been waiting the whole day when i checked my phone and it was 7:30. At that point, it was too late for us to go anywhere. I was frustrated and I walked upstairs and there was a little yellow car next to my brother's room. I kicked in the car because I was mad. At that point, I wasn't sure if the little c car was mine or my brother's. My brother came over and after a while of futile arguing where he didn't answer my questions, he told me it was his. The little car then morphed into a doll house and me and my brother fixed it.