My bad weekend! Oh no!

On Saturday my brothers were pretending to slap me. My parents were watching the Samoa game. At night I drew on their faces then I was fake sleeping. In the morning, my brother's woke and said, "Who drew on our beautiful faces." I got my payback and I laughed and laughed and laughed  until my head almost popped off and then tears started to come down my face. In the afternoon, I told them the truth. I said it was me and I ran outside! They locked me out I went the other way because that way was open then I scared them and I laughed again. My weekend was like that nursery rhyme where I was the first monkey falling off the big bed! I think I'll sing the song about it instead.