(Elli's P.O.V)

I'm just sitting silently in my magical playpen, watching my brother Ron snore softly. What a pathetic excuse of a brother he is. I would have been better off myself thanks. I'm quite lonely right now. The whole house is quiet because king Ron is sleeping. Whatis their deal with being quiet when someone's sleeping? If I knew how to bang pots together loudly, I would. I saw my oldest brother, Bill, tip toe towards me. Seriously, what is his problem? He went to grab me. Oh I wish I could talk. I tried to bite him, but he saved his finger. He took me over to a corner, and picked up a peice of wood. At least, that's what I think it is. He put it into the kitchen, and took me into my nursery. He could tell I didn't want to be around Ron. What a mind reader he is. Just then, I saw my mom in my bedroom. What is she doing in there? It's my room for a reason. "Elli, your going to be a big sister," Bill said to me. A big what? Whatever he was talking about, I did not want it to happen.