Dania

It's November outside, cold, there's already snow on the ground, like it was the end of November. One fine evening, you were sitting there playing computer games. Your little brother was being bullied at school because he's a wimp, and they were bullied often. You'd helped him many times, but those idiots who bullied your brother didn't let up. Then your little brother came up to you. You were in the middle of the game, ignoring him. He sat down next to you and buried his face in your shoulder. After a while, you felt tears start to fall on your shirt, and you closed the game, looking at your brother.