Elle, I so loved the way you told this story…it came from your heart…It read beautifully. I laughed out loud in so many parts and found myself going, “Yup…I rembember doing that…” The bunk beds…Holy cow…they don’t make them like that anymore…but…My brothers, they must be your age…so, they would fight like you and your sister..Not in a mean way…just how siblings do…You fight and then it’s all fine…Anyway, my brother…I’m giggling as I type this..it’s actually a legend…Well…he did what you did only……WAIT FOR IT….The bunk collapsed…ON MY BROTHER…The twin brother on top fearful he had crushed his other twin yelled out o no…are you alive…? And they tried to fix it without my Dad finding out…ha. Needless to say…they stopped doing that…Instead my brother did worse to him…o man…Legendary….Pranks were endless…By the way….I’d rather be on top…I wouldn’t want to be spit on..eww….That’s the worst offense in my book. I think I’d cut her hair off in her sleep…What…did I say that!!! Ha. Just a tiny piece…ha. Right in the back…in the middle…pretend a mouse chewed it off…act all innocent…What? Not me….