The Day I Was The Boss

 One rainy night I was watching a movie with my brother and sister, and suddenly my mom came down stairs and said, “ Jane while I go up stairs to cook my dinner you are in charge.” And we were watching a scary movie so it was good to be in charge. 

I whispered in my head. (Yay! I am the boss finally I get to be like the oldest.) (I am the oldest but my sister is my twin. But I am 2 minutes born before her so that still counts as the oldest.)

Then my mom left. Then I said “ ok guys I’m the boss here so listen to me,”. Then my sister said “ no you are not the boss I am,” then I said “ no I’m, that is what mom said,” then my brother said “ no you two I’m the boss,” then we both said “ no.” Nooooo!!!!! “ guys I am the BOSS!!!! It’s not funny! “ I’m the boss,”!!!!

I ran like a charged bull to the bathroom I started to think what should I do? They are not listening. Then I slowly gloomed at the floor, I slowly stepped out of the bathroom.

Then my sister helplessly said “why are YOU frowning”, then I said “ none of your business”, in a fierce voice! Then I ran like a CHEETAH and went to my room. I slammed the door shot and flopped face first onto my bed.

My head was sinking into the fluffy deep blanket. It was pitch black, I held my breath, then I couldn’t hold my breath any more so I got out of my bed.

I was soooo mad, I sat in the corner of my room crying. Then my mom came in my room and said “why are you crying?” I sniffed a little and said “ Natalie and Alex ( my sister and brother ) were being mean to me”,  then I wiped my tears. My mom said “ it’s ok”, then she left.

I stopped crying and said  “seriously”, thinking that did not help. Then I stomped back down stairs like a bear.

“Ohh”, I said with a frown on my face squinting at my sister and brother when I came down stairs. I thought about how I was the oldest sibling in the family, then when I stomped down the stairs ( to the basement) I said “guys I’m the boss and I want a snack-  then I immediately stopped. I knew that I was the boss totally. But they would not listen. When I walked to the couch I felt the warm air from the heater, then suddenly my mom came down stairs and said “guys I’m done cooking my dinner.” Then I frowned ( I did not get to be the boss): )  

THE END