Little Bro..Write Why Don'tcha? Includes review!

This is my little 5 year old brother wanting to write a story (!)
Of course it's crazy! He's a little pesky brother!

Once upon a time, there was a little family in England having a picnic. There was a little boy as well. His name was Abdullah. He was very naughty. He loved eating so much that he ate all the picnic, and didn't notice his parents going home. He stayed all night in a field, still eating. There was nothing left to eat when he realized he was all alone. Abdullah slept on a broken blue chair. When he woke up, he was so hungry. He wanted to go to the shop to buy something, but he had no money so he went to his friends house. His friend was called Alooba, and he was as tall as the roof, and he was green. He always farted when he saw Abdullah's sister Aisha because he was scared of her eyes. He always pooped in his pants because he was stupid.

My Views:

Ok. This piece is random. Very very very random. And another, it does NOT make any sense. But of course, I shouldn't judge it because my brother Abdullah is only five, and of course totally OBSESSED with weirdo nonsense like Superman and Batman. So let's start with the beginning. I started the first sentence words, and he just added his crazy imagination in. One thing, parents would not leave their little five year old toddlers IN ANY CASE in a foreign, grassy field eating his little face out. The human body does not work like that. Obviously, Abdullah is going to get tired of eating some time soon, and trust me, it WON'T be until it goes dark. He's ALSO going to need the toilet, predictably for a Number 2. And tell me, where is he going to do it? In the field? I don't think so. And anyway, won't the park keepers be curious about a little boy pigging his face out all alone??? If Abdullah was going to eat the WHOLE picnic and...it would NOT take the whole day, unless it was the largest picnic ever. Next, I know that my pesky little bro is smaller than average, but seriously, bro? Seriously? You would not fit on a broken blue chair! You would say it's dirty, I need it preheated (you watch Dani's House too much!) by someone sitting on it, you'd be scared stiff by any bears coming, you would be scared by the wind, the moon and...you would sincerely miss your teddy. Oh yeah, and you would miss me most. And the chair would break. Bro? You like blue? I thought you liked pinky-purple? Or have you *cough, cough... grown out of it? And your friend. Your weird...friend. Alooba is some weird name. Like your Donald duck pants with my mum's face on. Another question, Abdullah! How old IS your friend? Because, frankly, he needs to be..woah, um...older than twenty to be THAT high. Unless the house ceiling is really low, or your friend is really tall. Come on, bro! We ARE s'posed to be related, y'know! I thought you would be a story star genius!

Why would Alooba fart when he see's me? I mean, it's me! I'm pretty nice, right?

Wait...that's, that's my best friend's name he wrote there! She's...nice. Ok. I admit it. This is the only part where the story is truthful. Aisha, my best friend is a fire-breathing dragon at times, AND supposed to be a girly-girl! She's more of a tomboy, with her straight black hair, and sporty character, but she has these loooong acrylic nails which she can scratch PRETTY hard with! Oh well. That Alooba has a really weird habit of FARTING when he see's danger. Especially Aisha's eyes. That is a little dangerous though. Well, she is more of a witch eye person. You know, people who can give people the most lethal glare EVER? Abdullah must have met her and annoyed her at some point, and his memory is pretty strong. And I sincerely hope that this Alooba person is way way younger than...ten? Because it would be taking this to extremes if a person above ten pooped in their pants every time they are scared. This was Zonera reporting. Goodbye, and over to you Mr. Bro.


Brother's view of my view of his story:
*he gasps
*He look at me in a horrible, gleaming sort of way
* I try to hold him, but he is too fast.
*he runs to Mum and I am grounded for ruining a little boy's future. FOR A MONTH.

"Hah. I'm watching youuuuuu......"