Author's Note:
Dear Readers,
If you saw the first story of My Brother, I apologize that I wrote the wrong story. Here's the real story of My Brother.
Patrice saw Nate holding a candle, matches, letter and a flower.
Patrice: Hi Nate!
Nate: Hello Patrice!
Patrice: Where are you going?
Nate: To the cemetery.
Patrice: Cemetery?
Nate: Yes Patrice, I visit my brother, Nathan.
Patrice: You have a brother.
Nate: And I have a sister name, Nellie.
Patrice: I have a brother name, Patrick. But he is so annoying.
Nate: Why?
Patrice: It's a long story, Nate.
Nate: Okay.
They are going to the cemetery. Nate lights the candle and he put the flower in the tomb. Patrice read the tomb and said:
RIP
Mark Nathan E. Timely
1995-2003
Patrice: Your brother died at the very young age, what happened?
Nate: My parents and sister told me that my brother climbed the tree to get the balloon when I was a one year old. He fell and hit his head on the rock in front of me. I cried and my parents and sister saw me and my brother. They rushed him to the hospital but he was dead.
Patrice: I'm sorry Nate.
Nate: It's okay Patrice, I want to send this letter to the heaven but I need the balloon.
Patrice saw the man selling the balloons.
Patrice: Look Nate! The balloons.
They went to the man and Nate asked him.
Nate: How much the balloon, mister?
Man: It's only one dollar boy.
Nate: Here.
Nate gave the dollar to the man and he gave the balloon to him.
Man: Thank you.
Nate: You're welcome and thank you.
Man: You're welcome, boy.
Nate put his letter to the balloon and he let the balloon fly.
Patrice: Your brother will read your letter, Nate.
Nate: I know Patrice, I know.
There was a balloon zombie behind the tree and he stared Nate and Patrice.
Balloon Zombie: Nate...