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I just had a nightmare, one of those scary ones that keep you awake for the rest of the night. I also can't sleep because of the loneliness that haunts me. I'll be waiting until 6 A.M. then I'll seek comfort by my older sister, who always knows how to comfort me. It looks like human life is just a sad condition, is there any way we could be happy? Happiness is just a distant emotion that we'll never reach. I hope talking with my sister will help me change my mind and finally be happy. That will be the emotion I was waiting for my entire life. I wipe my tears away and wait silently suffering. The darkness isn't helping me.

06:00 A.M.

I knock at my sister's door. I know she's already awake. She tells me to enter her room. "What's wrong?", she asked me, worried. She probably knew I was crying the whole night. "I need a hug", I told her, and she immediately hugged me softly. I felt a lot better.

"Uhm... and I need another thing too, but it's pretty embarrassing to say that", I say, blushing.

"You can ask me anything, I'll be here for you", she said. I almost cried.

"You are an angel", I say, almost crying from happiness.

"So, what do you need?", she asks.

"Do you remember when we were younger... you used to trap me under the covers and... fart. Well, I need you to do that again", I said.

"But why?", she asked.

"It will make me feel better", I said.

"That's... okay, I will do it. Anything for you", she said.

"Thanks", I said. She smiled.

"Come here", she said, warmly, inviting me under her covers.

I was so happy that she was doing this for me. My sister is truly an angel. I remember when she used to do that, I remember her farts were really smelly. I can't wait to smell them again and be happy. The nightmare I had tonight was incredibly scary, so I need a bit of fun. And what is more fun than farts?

*pppbbbfffrrrttt*

She farted a bit loudly. After a few seconds, a putrid stench assaults my nostrils and makes my eyes water. Maybe her farts are just too smelly for me. I move my head to outside the covers.

"Stinky, uh?~", she said.

"Yes, it stinks a lot. Can't breathe in there", I said, smiling.

"Uh, uh~ but you need to breathe the gas to stay better, I can't let you escape~" she said, covering me with the covers again, just like she did when we were younger. I'm so happy.

"Don't escape!", she warned me.

*pppbbbffftttrrr*

The inside of the covers smelled revolting, it was really hard to breathe in that stench. Does my sister have skunk-like powers? It smelt like a can of broccoli went really bad.

"Can I breathe fresh air now?", I ask, disgusted by the rotting smell.

"Nooot yet~", she said, giggling.

But I'm glad I asked her to do this. It really makes me feel better even though the smell is noxious, pungent and very strong. This smell gives me nostalgia.

*pppbbbfffrtr*

The quality of the air inside the covers quickly deteriorated. I tried to push a shirt over my nose but it was totally useless. It smelt much worse than a sewer. I need to escape from this.

I try to escape but she prevents me from doing that.

"Nooo~", she said.

"Please, I'm dying here", I complain.

"Does it really smells that bad?", she asks, giggling.

"This smell is rancid", I complain.

"That's a good thing to hear! Things are gonna get even stinkier now", she said, happy.

*pppbbbffftttrrr*

At this point, thinking straight was impossible. I needed to get out from this eye-watering stench that permeated the inside of the covers. Every whiff I took made me want to throw up and cry. I begged for fresh air but she wanted me to smell her all of her gas. I was helpless in this vomit-inducing stench that wasn't letting me breathe. I knew my sister had nasty gas, but I would never have thought farts could be this smelly.

"Time's over! I hope you enjoyed", she said, letting me escape.

I gasped for fresh air. Finally!

"30 minutes, I see", I say.

"Yep~ do you feel better now?", she asks.

"Sure", I said, smiling.

Her gas reached her nostrils and she held her nose.

"Ohhh man I wonder how you didn't pass out from the smell. You can't breathe this thing, it's too stinky", she said, giggling.

"It was - too stinky, trust me!", I told her.

"You have been a good brother. I'll make you breakfast", she said, going to the kitchen.

"I'll make you two eggs", she said, smiling.

I smiled back.

I feel much better now and the thought of that scary nightmare don't bother me anymore. My sister's stinky farts saved me.

"I need another hug", I say.

She hugged me again and said:"I love you".

I ate the eggs she cooked, said:"Thank you for everything" then went into my room to play videogames. The sun is rising now, and a new life for me begins. Hopefully, a life full of happiness and joy. I think me and my sister will do this game more often so that I can be happy.

Description
I just had a nightmare, one of those scary ones that keep you awake for the rest of the night. I also can't sleep because of the loneliness that haunts me. I'll be waiting until 6 A.M. then I'll seek comfort by my older sister, who always knows how to comfort me. It looks like human life is just a sad condition, is there any way we could be happy? Happiness is just a distant emotion that we'll never reach. I hope talking with my sister will help me change my mind and finally be happy. That will be the emotion I was waiting for my entire life. I wipe my tears away and wait silently suffering. The darkness isn't helping me.

06:00 A.M.

I knock at my sister's door. I know she's already awake. She tells me to enter her room. "What's wrong?", she asked me, worried. She probably knew I was crying the whole night. "I need a hug", I told her, and she immediately hugged me softly. I felt a lot better.

"Uhm... and I need another thing too, but it's pretty embarrassing to say that", I say, blushing.

"You can ask me anything, I'll be here for you", she said. I almost cried.

"You are an angel", I say, almost crying from happiness.

"So, what do you need?", she asks.

"Do you remember when we were younger... you used to trap me under the covers and... fart. Well, I need you to do that again", I said.

"But why?", she asked.

"It will make me feel better", I said.

"That's... okay, I will do it. Anything for you", she said.

"Thanks", I said. She smiled.

"Come here", she said, warmly, inviting me under her covers.

I was so happy that she was doing this for me. My sister is truly an angel. I remember when she used to do that, I remember her farts were really smelly. I can't wait to smell them again and be happy. The nightmare I had tonight was incredibly scary, so I need a bit of fun. And what is more fun than farts?

*pppbbbfffrrrttt*

She farted a bit loudly. After a few seconds, a putrid stench assaults my nostrils and makes my eyes water. Maybe her farts are just too smelly for me. I move my head to outside the covers.

"Stinky, uh?~", she said.

"Yes, it stinks a lot. Can't breathe in there", I said, smiling.

"Uh, uh~ but you need to breathe the gas to stay better, I can't let you escape~" she said, covering me with the covers again, just like she did when we were younger. I'm so happy.

"Don't escape!", she warned me.

*pppbbbffftttrrr*

The inside of the covers smelled revolting, it was really hard to breathe in that stench. Does my sister have skunk-like powers? It smelt like a can of broccoli went really bad.

"Can I breathe fresh air now?", I ask, disgusted by the rotting smell.

"Nooot yet~", she said, giggling.

But I'm glad I asked her to do this. It really makes me feel better even though the smell is noxious, pungent and very strong. This smell gives me nostalgia.

*pppbbbfffrtr*

The quality of the air inside the covers quickly deteriorated. I tried to push a shirt over my nose but it was totally useless. It smelt much worse than a sewer. I need to escape from this.

I try to escape but she prevents me from doing that.

"Nooo~", she said.

"Please, I'm dying here", I complain.

"Does it really smells that bad?", she asks, giggling.

"This smell is rancid", I complain.

"That's a good thing to hear! Things are gonna get even stinkier now", she said, happy.

*pppbbbffftttrrr*

At this point, thinking straight was impossible. I needed to get out from this eye-watering stench that permeated the inside of the covers. Every whiff I took made me want to throw up and cry. I begged for fresh air but she wanted me to smell her all of her gas. I was helpless in this vomit-inducing stench that wasn't letting me breathe. I knew my sister had nasty gas, but I would never have thought farts could be this smelly.

"Time's over! I hope you enjoyed", she said, letting me escape.

I gasped for fresh air. Finally!

"30 minutes, I see", I say.

"Yep~ do you feel better now?", she asks.

"Sure", I said, smiling.

Her gas reached her nostrils and she held her nose.

"Ohhh man I wonder how you didn't pass out from the smell. You can't breathe this thing, it's too stinky", she said, giggling.

"It was - too stinky, trust me!", I told her.

"You have been a good brother. I'll make you breakfast", she said, going to the kitchen.

"I'll make you two eggs", she said, smiling.

I smiled back.

I feel much better now and the thought of that scary nightmare don't bother me anymore. My sister's stinky farts saved me.

"I need another hug", I say.

She hugged me again and said:"I love you".

I ate the eggs she cooked, said:"Thank you for everything" then went into my room to play videogames. The sun is rising now, and a new life for me begins. Hopefully, a life full of happiness and joy. I think me and my sister will do this game more often so that I can be happy.