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| - I continued to toss and turn in my bed. Why was it so difficult for me to fall asleep? Nothing would tire me out. I kept staring at the ceiling, and eventually punched the side of my bed in frustration. By now, I had awoken my youngest sibling. "Shit..." I said under my breath, then tossed my blanket to the side, and walked towards the crib. Even in the darkness, I could faintly see his outline. He stood there, clutching onto his teddy bear, and wept. He let go of his prized possession, and stretched his arms out.
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| - I continued to toss and turn in my bed. Why was it so difficult for me to fall asleep? Nothing would tire me out. I kept staring at the ceiling, and eventually punched the side of my bed in frustration. By now, I had awoken my youngest sibling. "Shit..." I said under my breath, then tossed my blanket to the side, and walked towards the crib. Even in the darkness, I could faintly see his outline. He stood there, clutching onto his teddy bear, and wept. He let go of his prized possession, and stretched his arms out. I sighed, then gently picked him up and held him in my arms. I rocked him to the side, hoping to cease his weeping. My action surprisingly failed. His sobbing grew worse by the second. "Nathan... Shh, shh... Quiet down, please..." I said to him in a soothing voice. He let out a small cough, then continued to cry. Thoughts began to ring in my head, but stopped abruptly as I heard something fall to the floor behind me. I practically jumped, and quickly turned around. I held Nathan closer to me, and my heart began to jackhammer against my chest. Okay, Kenz... Calm down... It's probably just your cat, knocking over some of your 'My Little Pony' toys again, I thought to myself again, letting out a breath of relief. I held Nathan in front of me, and realized that he stopped crying. I strained my eyes, and noticed him focusing on something behind me. "Hey, Nate... What's up," I said to him quietly, smiling. He merely stared, and lifted a small finger to his mouth. He began to bite on his finger, like he usually does. I asked, then set him back down into the crib. He began to giggle at random. Okay, then... I chuckled, then turned to go back to my bed.
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