My elder brother


As you guessed it, I have an older brother and his name is Anton. With him, I have very little difference, only 4 years. But he somehow thinks that this is just a huge difference and he is very grown-up. But I’m not offended, probably, so all the older brothers and sisters think.

For me, my brother is a friend, although I can not trust him, but I know for sure that he will always help me and help me out. We have different companies, friends and interests with him, but still we have much in common. For example, we have jokes and phrases that we understand only and no one else. It seems to me that this can only be with close people.

Are we friends? I do not even know, we often have quarrels and quarrels. It’s hard to admit, but I know that he often gets it from his parents because of me. He has more responsibilities and responsibilities for the house, because he is older. The elder brother taught me a lot, for example, to ride a bicycle, do slingshots, swim, and next time he promised to take me on a fishing trip. He has many interests and he always shares his plans and achievements with me.

I never told Anton that he is my authority, that I’m proud that I have such a brother, but I think he understands this. When we grow up, we will remain best friends!


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My elder brother