um, i found this in my drafts, i think i was.....

i found this in my drafts, i think i was making a story... obviously. i did this sooo long ago!
*not tru story haha*
..... sunday: Beads of sweat appeared on my forehead as i picked the bananas from the banana trees. I had been doing this ever since the start of sun light and now the sun was directly above me while it felt lyk i wuz much much closer to the sun than i rlly am. "Stacy"!!!!!!!! yelled david, my 9 yr old younger brother who had made my life so horrible that suisude wasnt a bad option sometimes. You see, he didnt have to pick bananas, he just got the basket or bananas wen i filled it up and took it to the house. "What do ya wanntt"!?!!???