This is in response to the Weekly Writing Challenge: telling a story in exactly 50 words.
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After a brief, sleepless nap: “Can I get up now?”
“Another thirty minutes,” said his dad.
Cheerfully avoiding the bed, he laid out a pallet on the floor to wait out the short time until rising.
And thus he was found an hour later, motionless and peaceful in his slumber.
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Ah, yes. The sweet slumber of childhood! If only they would appreciate it while young! Much truth in this tale.
Yes, and then when they are teenagers, they appreciate it a bit too much! We can’t get this one to go down nor his older sister to get up. *sigh*
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Ah, how I can relate! Lovely piece. The nap is so totally blog-post-worthy, for without it, well how would any of us write?!
Excellent point! 🙂
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