[ CW ] create a character I feel strongly for ( love/hate/sympathize ) using a monologue from their perspective .

My little brother looked so excited at getting his new phone. It was a brick. It was touchscreen, but the kind that you had to dig your fingers into for it to actually work. It had no wifi connectivity, and pretty much epitomised the first phone of a child's life. 
 Once he opened it, he thanked mum, who watched with love at her son's joy. He then joked, `` This is much nicer than his phone, yours is awful compared to mine.'' Mum laughed, and I did, too, behind a hateful gaze. 
 `` Do you like my new phone, then?'' He asked when we were in our room. His face was filled with glee as he showed it to me. 
 I put down my book, turned to him mechanically and asked to look at it, politely. 
 `` Yeah, of course,'' His voice was enthused with trust whilst he passed it over. `` Be careful with it, though.'' 
 My hand took hold of it, and without hesitation, I launched it as hard as I could into the facing wall. The little fucker shattered into tiny pieces, just like Luke's heart when he watched it happen. 
 I smiled at his expression; it was sickeningly shocked, horrified. Instantly, I grabbed his face by his cheeks, my nails digging into them. Tears formed in his eyes, but I spat out, `` you're gon na lie about dropping your phone down the stairs. Do n't you ever humiliate me like that in front of mum again, or you'll get much more than a broken phone.'' I pushed his face back, causing him to hit his head on the metal post of the bed. With a delightful smirk, I sauntered past him as he rubbed his head and attempted to fight back the desire to scream in despair. 
 Before I left, though, I turned to utter the words, `` do n't let mum see you broke your phone. Clean it up before I tell her.'' 
 Luke swiftly jumped to the pile of plastic, letting his tears fall while he scooped it up. 

