Melissa sighed; she looked at the clock on the VCR, she knew her mother would be calling her upstairs soon. This was never her favorite time of the day, only because she knew she would be interrupted from playing or watching TV.
“Melissaaaaa” her mother called from upstairs, “Come up here, it’s time to get ready for bed” she said.
“Ha Ha” came a laugh from the other side of the room, Oliver, Melissa’s older brother was sitting on the other couch; the two had been watching TV in the downstairs play room. Oliver was nine. He loved his little sister and for the most part was a good older brother, he understood his younger sister’s problem’s but sometimes teased her as brothers do.