Sylt – Day 10

No quote, because I can’t find one that matches.

This night was one of the most horrible nights of my life.

Without any reason my brother and mother decided to change their beds.

So I had to sleep with my mum in one room.

Horrible. Because…

  1. In the middle of the night she had the great idea to open the door and the window. -> I hate sleeping with open doors and light.
  2. She moved all the time in her bed and made noises. -> I can’t sleep with noises around me + I already told you that I hate sleeping in one room with other people.
  3. At five in the morning she woke me up, because I would annoy her because of my allergy. -> That’s awful. And the allergy is not my fault.

So I moved in the living room.

The sofa wasn’t very comfortable, but after an hour I finally fell asleep.

But then my alarm clock started in the bedroom. And no one put it off. So I had to do it.

 

After breakfast we packed everything in the car and drove home.

Imagine being in the car with my bother.

A twelve year old drummer hadn’t played the drums for days.

It was like hell.

And then there was also an accumulation.

 

Luckily we were home at 5 pm.

Here we packed out everything again.

 

Then we visited my aunt and uncle.

 

And now I´m writing this while falling half asleep.

This day was not a good day.

But I´m happy that we´re home again.

Theresa

 

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