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My little brother Steven was always following me. When I went to football practice, or to my friend's house, he always wanted to do what I wanted to do. I never minded, until we started playing games that he couldn't play. It was a rough day for him and for me.

It was the hottest day of my 10 year old summer, and my friends wanted to go down to the lake and jump in. I didn't want Steven to come, because I knew he couldn't swim yet, but my mom said I'd have to take him. Instead of jumping off the tree rope and having fun, I spent all day with Steven in the shallow end of the lake. He splashed around and had a great time with his water wings, and all my friends made fun off me.