My brother


 I have a only one brother. His name is Sachintha Thathsindu. Sachintha  is 15 years old and he in grade 10. He is studying at Siripiyarathana Central College.He is a very caring and loving brother. He love to eat  kottu and specially fast food. That is the reason of  his fatty body. 

My brother is very specific to his books. He does not allow me to touch his belongings. Sometimes he gives me his drone  to play. But he doesn't share chocolates and chips with me.  My brother is very sincere and intelligent. He always passes with flying colors in his exams. My brother is famous in his school.

He has many friends who come to our house to play. His friends are also playing with his playstation.  He takes care of me when my parents go out.  He helps me with my homework also. We are very close and share our feelings with each other. All of us watch television together. We enjoy watching cartoons. I love my brother very much.

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