Anyway, I'm sure you're wondering why any of that is important. Well you see, perhaps a little foolishly, I stayed up reading until 1 a.m. on that day when I had to get up at 7 a.m. I switched off the lights and tried to sleep. But I couldn't. Not because I was suffering with insomnia, but because I could hear one of my brothers talking to the other (his bed is right on the other side of the wall beside my bed). I didn't really think it was my place to tell him what he could and could not do in his own room so I waited and hoped he'd stop talking soon. Three hours passed. He was still talking.
"Can you stop talking, please?" I asked eventually. Who knew how much longer it'd go on for?
Then, finally, silence! I was so pleased and over the next ten minutes I really was falling into the arms of Morpheus...
Then I was pulled back by the sound of him snoring.
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