Confession TUSEDAY

 Marc Ferguson

As a kid I loved to build legos. I build legos so fast that I could build a Lego car in less than five minutes. One day I told my brother to make a Lego tower. Ten hours passed and the half of my room was a Lego city. It had five fire stations, a port, airport, 11 buildings, a construction, a racetrack, and five yachts in the port. In my bed there where more constructions, a heliport, and a zip line that took the people from city one to city two. My brother and me had a big trash bag full of Lego pieces and a big Ziploc bag full of the Lego peoples. We played and played, Danny sometimes tripped and destroyed a building, and we had a funeral for the little people that where in the building.

         After we finished playing I went into my mom’s room to get a camera. I walked into the room and I couldn’t believe my eyes my brother had fallen in the middle of the city (he is very clumsy). As he stood I could see the devastation he had left the port was unrecognizable, three out of the ten were destroyed, half of the airport was destroyed and the other construction in my bed were to destroyed. The ten hours of unstopped work were just destroyed. The anger ran thru my body, I thru punches at Danny’s face. He fell backwards on all the legos destroying everything in his path. All the buildings fell, everything.