User:Secretdragonfly7/Erica's favorite childhood memories

This is my short biography about my brother and I. I would love to say that my brother I are as close as we were before but im sad to say that we are not. We were quite the duo when we were younger and because we were only a year apart it was much easier to be best friends as well. We have many memories of us being the terrible twosome especially when it came to giving my mother just a little bit of hell. We would wake up at the crack of dawn just to go outside and pretend we were army men. We would march around he yard yelling " hut two three four" and things like "release the prisoner", who so happenly was our dog, Darby. I ofcaorse released him and like a bullet he was off. My brother and I looked like turtles lying on our backs laughing so hard not able to get up. However I mother was less amused. She finally captured the runaway prisoner dog and had to hose him down. Apparently he thought his time was much better spent running in a swamp after his release. My brother 23, and I at 24 years old still laugh about silly little things that we did when we were little but things just aren't going to be what they ever were, and that goes for everything with life.