When I was little

I'd crawl in my brothers bed after my parents went to sleep. I had problems wetting the bed, so I'd crawl in with him, pee the bed, then go back to my bed. He'd get in crap in the morning for peeing his bed


W.P in Detroit
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The Stories You Cannot Tell said...

Dear W.P.:

We laughed hard at this post, until we thought about your poor brother!

Hopefully you at least offered to help put his sheets in the laundry.

Let's hope that you and your brother have a better relationship now that you are older.

best wishes
us@thestoriesyoucannottell

12:21 PM

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