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“Are you ready kids?” I could hear the pirate bellow in his gravelled voice. The kids would be making their own cereal by now, scooting closer to the bright television.
I pulled the covers tighter over my head, curled my knees to my chest and tried to seal my eyes shut. The eyelids shook, as the pressure was too much.
Hector, the dog, came in, sniffed at the sock that’d dislodged from my foot overnight, and moved on, knowing it futile.
My body was carved into the bed; a known entity, a regular entrant into its muted wailing pit.
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