I got this idea while I was sitting in P.E. and it sounded like a good idea at the time. Well anything sounds better than sitting in your P.E. class while the P.E. teacher drones on about how to play basketball. Hope you like! Reviews are appreciated, and a tornado is headed toward my house! Grabs todo and runs

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Chapter one

" You should really put that book down and go to sleep," my brother Darry said as he put down the outdated newspaper.

" Okay, Darry," I said. I put my little brother's copy of Gone with the Wind down, and headed for my room. I haven't read too many books, but I can say one thing: Gone with the wind is the most boring book I have ever read, but my little brother Pony sure likes it. I thought I would read it out of respect.

" How long have you have you been reading that book for?" Darry asked.

" A couple hours," I answered.

" That long," He smiled. " Just get to bed."

I smiled, and walked into the room my little brother, Pony and I shared. I pulled off my shirt and my shoes and flopped into bed.

I took a look at Pony. His face was illuminated by the moonlight. He looked younger than fourteen. Maybe twelve or thirteen.

I laid down beside Pony and soon I found myself asleep.

" Nooooo…they….I'm…noooo…you can't make me…nooo," a scream startled me from my sleep. I looked around, and soon discovered that Pony was having a nightmare. His arms were flailing, and he was sweating something awful.

" Pony, wake-up. It was just a dream," I tried to wake my brother up.

" Noooo," Pony woke with a loud scream.

" It's okay. I'm here," I comforted him.

" Soda, it was awful," he cried into my chest.

" Shhh, it's going to be okay," I soothed him.

" Is everything okay?" Darry asked who was standing in the door way.

" Yeah," I said. " Pony just had a bad dream."

Darry walked over and sat down on the bed next to Pony. He put his arms around him and hugged him.

" It's going to be alright," Darry soothed him just like I did.

" I know, but it was scary," Pony cried into Darry's chest.

" I know, baby, I know," He continued to comfort him.

Soon, after a little while we got Pony calmed down enough to where he could sleep. His nightmares were bad, but never to this extent.

" Soda, time to wake up," Darry called from the kitchen. That was my wake-up call. Who knew? Maybe that day would be better.

I really hope you like that. Randomly burst into song Okay bye byes ppls.

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