Ditto

So the author I am going to attempt to imitate, Kathryn Lasky, usually writes non-fiction but as previously explained I have not read non-fiction for years so this will have to do.

Whence returning to my humble home after a long day of journeying through the world of knowledge at school I decided to unwind on the sofa and just let myself be entertained by the world of television. Even with my piles of homework waiting to be diminished up in my room all I could do was lay back with some chips in one hand and the remote control in the other. My father wouldn't be home 'til much later and my mother was currently seeing to her afternnon nap. All of a sudden a ruckus came from two doors down in the study. I crept along the corridor to come upon the door from where the mysterious noise came. Creepily turning the corner to see none other than my brother going at the xbox with all the concentration he could muster. "Typical Ryan," I murmured to myself as I returned casually back to my nest.