My+Trip+to+the+River

This story happened a few years ago, when I was smaller. It was a cold day, so my mom bundled up my brother and I. That was usual.
 * My Trip to the River:**

My family (including me), and some of my mom's friends went on a trip to the river. I can't remember what my mom's friends name's were.

Malcolm, my brother, was bored, so he decided to pick on me. You know how brothers are.

We road in a boat. It was my first time riding in a boat. I didn't get to ride in boat's that often. Malcolm was teasing me about the boat tipping. Then, my mom dropped the paddle. She got it back though.

We ate, and then headed on up the trail that led to the truck.

Malcolm reached out for my hat and missed. It fell in the river. He reached out to pick it up as it started to drift away. He reached a little further. Malcolm got ahold of it.

Splash! He fell in. My brother started to panic.

Help I'm drowning! he said. Everyone just stood there.

One of my mom's friends told him to stand up if he wanted to live. He found out the water was only up to his knees. I lauged. He didn't think it was funny!