"It wasn't my fault"


"Michael, its time to get up, you need to get ready for school"
mum called all the way from downstairs.
"What's the the time, mum?" I replied ,slowly and calmly getting out of my bed.
"8:00!, Ellie has already had her breakfast and is now brushing her teeth" I quickly jumped out of my sweaty, old bed then got into the shower. I turned it on full blast and made sure it was the perfect temperature.

After a few minutes I stumbled back into my bedroom drying myself. As soon as I had all my clothes on I ran downstairs.
Sure enough Ellie, my annoying sister was all dressed and getting a refreshing glass of milk for herself. Whilst I was grabbing my breakfast cereal from the food cudboard from the corner of my eye I saw Ellie clumsily drop the glass of milk onto the new tiled floor. "He-he" I snigered happily.
"Mu-um, Michael made me drop this glass of milk on your lovely new floor"
"It wasn't my fault!" I angrily shouted "Ellie clumsily dropped the glass of milk herself" I was going to get Ellie back one day.