Ma,
Our bed broke! We had a loft bed with a twin bed underneath. And we rotate who gets to sleep alone each week. And before Christmas, Alex noticed this huge crack and we didn't tell Aunt Elaine because we all agreed she would say it was our fault and get angry.
We do forward rolls off the top bed onto the floor a lot and stuff, and the top bed has been making these horrible creaking noises lately. Last night though, the huge crack traveled all the way through and the whole thing crashed down. It was SO. FUNNY. Except that Aunt Elaine was furious. But the angrier she got the funnier it seemed and we were laughing so hard and couldn't stop.
So we put the mattresses on the floor and now we're sleeping on those now and it's a pain because now there's no floor space. Aunt Elaine is so angry that she has to buy us new beds. We're all thrilled because we've been wanting our own beds for ages. I hope we get three twin beds and two are like bunk beds and we can put them against the walls to give us as much floor space as possible. Because three people in one tiny bedroom is hard enough as it is.
Love,
Sam
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