One Day Of The Childhood

There was a friend of mine named Vlad. When he and I were 12, we often met in a village because we both went there every summer. There were also many kids living in the village, who were 9 to 11 of age at the moment. Especially, I want to present you two very sly and naughty girls. (In this particular story, I would like to talk about two very cunning and naughty girls)

Those girls got along well with my brother (who also went to the village every summer) and his grandma grandmother named Yulya because she and girls' one were friends (I'm not sure I fully understand this relationship, but I'm assuming Yulya, which is your grandmother were also friends with these girls?Correct sentence would be- because she was once friends with the girls). Those girls and the(my) brother didn't have a blast whenever (cool phrase to use but very informal, better to say did not always have a good time together) but they weren't enemies to each other, either.

Vlad can't stand my brother's grandma (again informal, use grandmother instead). I understood him: she loved no one, always spoke very loud (loudly), were (was) angry and cold. He also hated those two girls because they always looked ( were always looking) for a moment to make a fool of him. Nobody knew their reason to do that, maybe they just didn't like him. However, they rarely made peace with each other and then played games outside.

One day Vlad told everyone in our community "Raise your hand if you don't like Yulya". All (Everyone) suddenly fell silent and looked at him with eyes full of contempt. Anyway, a few seconds later they kept playing but Vlad didn't even suspect what would wait for (expect what was awaiting) him next day.

Next day (On the next day) Yulya found out what Vlad said about her. The girls just tattled her. Fortunately, everyone forgot about that incident quickly.