A Shadow Named Brooke~a Photostory

I was just minding my own business, reading this really awesome book.

But reading made me sleepy, and pretty soon I set Harry Potter aside.

I pulled the covers up over my face and drifted off…..

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A few minutes later, I found myself stroking Praline’s soft gray fur. Thinking of pralines made me hungry, and it was almost lunchtime. My stomach rumbled.

I walked to the kitchen and prepared some pizza for myself. I was just about to take a big bite, when suddenly something caught my eye-Brooke. My youngest sister was cooking something, which wasn’t unusual for her. But it was what she was wearing that made me nearly choke. My dress.

I dropped my pizza and sputtered, “Uh, Brooke? Why-why are you wearing my dress?!”

She smiled. “Well, I wanted to look just like you!”

That was the last thing I remembered before I fainted.  When I finally came to my senses, Brooke was leaning over me. “Would you like some pizza?” She said  sweetly, taking a bite of her own.

“No-no, thank you. I think I’ll go play with my doll.” I said. “Ooh, great idea!” Brooke squealed. I groaned and watched her skip to her room. Five seconds later, she came back clutching her doll, Kit.

“Want to play house?” My sister said eagerly. I agreed wearily.

We played for a while, but my mind was totally not focused on dolls.

Brooke noticed and looked over at me. “How about a break?” She suggested. Victory! “Okay,” I shrugged, secretly relieved. “I’m going to go do my hair…” I awkwardly scooted out of the room.  It was a lame excuse, but I needed some alone time.

But the second I raised the brush to my hair, who should show up but Brooke. “I decided to do my hair too!” She chirped. I excused myself to bed. I tossed-

and turned. It was all too much. Brooke was becoming like my shadow! Finally, I bolted upright and mopped my brow. Phew! It was just a dream.

 I went back to reading my book…

Until I saw someone come through the door. It was Brooke, and she was wearing my purple flowery dress. “Hello!” She greeted.  I threw my book up in the air and yelled, “AAH!”

Confused, shy Brooke called after me. “What? What???  Was it something I said?”

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I’d originally posted this on Weebly, but I haven’t made a photostory in a while and I currently don’t have any ideas. I know it hasn’t been long, but I really think my photography has improved from when I started my blog! 😀 😀 😀

Do you have a sister?

~Rutvi ❤