Writing with dialogue
my brother patrick sat on his bed and waited patiently for me to begin. as i held the speech in my right hand, i felt the page crinkle between my fingertips. i read my speech loudly, but my brother shook his head disapprovingly. he told me i didn’t sound confident enough. with a heavy heart, i knew i was in for a long day of practicing.
write a few lines of dialogue based on this narrative.

" You are trying too hard," he said. " I can't do it. How am I supposed to please him when he had to write 70% of my speech." I kept repeating this thought to myself until he finally spoke. " Don't think that you are trying to convince thousands of people to give money the homeless." He paused, looking for the right words. Then my brother continued. " Look I am the only one in the room, so just think of that tomorrow. I know you can do. Just believe. And hey, that girl you like, Camilia, she will be there too. Doing this will impress her and her your love of helping people. Stop being shy, be you." With that confidence speech my brother gave, and the blushing part about Camilia, I started up again, more confident this time. I was calm and my brother started clapping. We both knew people would be clapping tomorrow.

My favourite season is summer.because we can go to beach, wear summer clothes (that are way better than winter