RUGBY WORLD CUP

On Sunday in the early mornings my parents woke me up but I brushed them out the way and said go away. They both left me and later all I could hear YAY!!!! run boy. Exactly at half time when the game was 40 minutes I woke up and went to the front. My mum had her christmas tree lights on and all of them blinking and singing happy songs. My dad was yelling at the TV like he was yelling at me but louder and every time one of our players scored a try my mum screams instead of shouting. I felt sorry for the rest of the street trying to watch the game or trying to sleep. My brother on the other hand he almost pushed me through the TV and  then I almost smashed his face in.