Let’s finish the story below in a few sentences or more:)
He felt tired and wanted to go to bed right away. It did not matter that it was just 8. He would sleep regardless. He opened the door of his apartment, put his backpack down and walked to his bed. He lied on it without even changing. When he was deep sleep, his brother walked into his room (he had the key) and woke him up. He told him that they needed to talk about something. They walked into the living room and all the immediate family members were there. [Your continuation goes here]
And everyone screamed “Happy Birthday” as it was his birthday ๐ฅณ
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That is actually how I was thinking of ending it:)
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Wow, really? I’m genius then ๐๐
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You read my mind!:) I usually don’t have an ending in mind, but this time it happened:)
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That’s what I was thinking! ๐๐
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Same here:)
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I was also thinking.. but let’s think something crazy๐๐
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Let’s! Do you have anything?
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It was too much for his mind to register in its slumbered state. Too much. Dad, Mom, Sarah and Alice were sat on the dining chairs like some grotesque mannequin show; each tightly bound with stout rope, four pairs of eyes bulging like over-ripe plums. As he span around to face his brother, a searing pain soared through his head. He fell to the floor unconscious, striking his face against an empty dining chair.
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Oh no! Now I am curious how he got better and what they told him after.
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He was working too hard from some time and was not getting proper sleep. The family was explaining him that he should sleep properly.. and he sat there dozing ๐๐
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Here is the crazy thing! I like how caring the family is and the way they intervened:)
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