Crash! The thunder screamed as the rain was crashing down on me. I tried steering my boat in the right way, but I made an epic fail. I ran to the end of the boat to get my umbrella. Once I opened it my umbrella broke and flew away with the wind. I shout. I see him on the boat floor. I shake him, trying to wake my brother up. How could he be asleep for three hours at a time like this? The wind makes his dirty top fly in my face. Ugh! Next day the storms die down. My brother finally wakes up and starts playing his broken and wet ukulele, then suddenly, a string breaks in his face. Ping. Idiot, but that’s why I love him.