I used to live in a separate room. I lov...

I used to live in a separate room. I loved living   36  . But one day it all changed when my brother Mike asked to  37  my room. At first, my parents said “no” to him, but at last my mother  38  . I cried and begged my parents not to do this, 39  it didn’t work.

As soon as Mike entered my room, my room began to become  40  . To my anger, he often left his unwashed clothes everywhere!

One evening, I was doing my homework on my computer while Mike was listening to music. Later, I left my  41  to get some water. A shock was  42  me when I returned. He had used my computer to play games. I had  43    to save the homework. Sadly, he closed the program  44  saving it--- all my effort had disappeared! I shouted at him at the top of my  45  . He cried a lot as my mother   46  him. My mother also asked him to leave my room  47  .

Then I did my homework once again. At 11:00PM, I  48  it. I was about to turn off my computer when I saw the  49  of my brother that he had put on my table. I looked at his lovely face and remembered how he was crying when my mom punished him. I really felt  50  for him.

I went to him. He was  51  in my parents’ bed. I kissed his forehead. He woke up, 52  and said, “I’m sorry, I won’t bring you  53  again.”

I was so  54   and I hugged him, saying, “From now on, my room is not only  55  . It is ours!”