In LA class, we read a poem, "Holes In your Sidewalk," where it talks about what mistakes you made in life. My "hole" would be fighting with my older brother, Collin. We fight a lot and I don't want to anymore. To avoid fighting, we should try doing nice things for each other. For example, if I get him a glass of water or something, he will be nice and we will get along. To conclude, I hope we won't fight as much.