Sleep-Morning..

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I'm all tucked up in bed, with Mum in my bed and Dad in the other bed, but in the same room. Urgh! Why does Polly have to come in?

"What, Polly? Go to sleep!" "NO!" She looked at me with an i-am-the-boss-stop-bossing-me-around look, and I gave her one back. "POLLLYYYYYYYYYYY!" Simon screamed. " POLLLYYYYYYYYY!" Aunt Sylvia screamed. "SIMON, STOP SCREAMING!" Uncle Paul screamed.

"SHUT UP! STOP SCREAMING YOURSELF!" I screamed. I scared Polly away, that was the main thing. Utter silence. For once, I could get a good night's sleep.

"Rise and shine!" Simon tapped me on the shoulder. "WHAT! Go away!" I looked outside and it was still dark. "It's not even morning! GO away!" After having a pillow fight, screaming and shouting several times, water dropping all over me, and a broken alarm clock, he finally went away.

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