My Troll Writing.

My Writing:

How can my stupid brother be sleeping while we're in this colourful Jungle. I mean look at this view, its sooooo breath taking.

I had a cruel plan in mind. I was going to grab that play toy ukulele of mine and strum the living hell out of it and sing at the top of my lungs until he woke up. Agh Boys boys boys

‘’Taarzan get up get up! ‘’ Get up!’’

He finally got up.  “ DO YOU MIND ARIEL?  I CAN’T STAND THAT YOUR HIGH VOICE.. “

“Taarzan I love singing. You know  that is my talents” I mumbled

‘’YES I DO KNOW ARIEL BUT I NEED MY SLEEP’’, he yelled.

I ignored him and continued singing.  Other creatures in the forest joined in

that And then said to me, may I use that ukulele’’, I have a good song that I need to sing for you Ariel.

I then passed it on to him, even though I had a feeling that he would do something else with my ukulele.

He throwed my ukulele in the fire, I was upset my tears were raining as fast as a river, but my brother didn’t care at all.

I cried and cried for my ukulele. But all of sudden the creatures of the Jungle were crying back to me. ‘’ I thought to myself seriously this is what I get for trying to “annoy” my brother” , then I take a long breath in and out. I think in my head “I will get him back…...just Wait brother.

THE END!