"Over there. By the dog."
When I was 11 or so, my class went to a camp for a three-day field trip of sorts. We were all insanely giddy, since we got to run around without our parents for three days, but they made us go to sleep at nine anyway.
At about 11:00, while all of us were still awake, a girl began to laugh. Loudly. Annoyingly. After a good half hour of this, someone yelled, "What's so funny?!" She calls back, "I don't have a stuffed animal!" Someone else offered to hand her a slipper to sleep with and, when this offer was declined, shoved it in the girl's mouth instead.
A couple hours later, another girl (who, sadly, was the one I liked at the time) started yelling in her sleep. The dream was one in which her father in the army had died, and so we were treated to shrieks of "Papa, don't go!" and lots of sobbing. Another girl came over to check on her and received an almighty kick to the face. This was followed by "Over there. By the dog.", and then she rolled over.
We were not very well-rested the next day.
(Fnooklemop, Tue 28 Aug 2007, 0:52, Reply)