This story was a result of a master experiment by me.
I was about 13 or so, and my brother was three or four , and had just moved into the upstairs into his own bedroom. For the first six months in the new habitat, with the new bathroom....he had a tendency to wet the bed....so my dad would go up every night at 10, and get him up to go.....pretty soon, he started doing that by himself around that same time...and my dad quit going every night.....and he quit wetting the bed.
Well, I had always noticed that when my brother was woken up, or when he got up by himself---he was pretty much a zombie. His eyes were closed, except for one small slit in his right eye for guidance. Matter of fact if you tried to talk to him, he wasn't even coherent...he'd mumble---but if you bothered him with more then one sentence----he'd give a loud moan/whine---and flail his arms as he walked away......
In the house, the bathroom was directly in front of the stairs...in other words....once you came up the stairs, and were on the 2nd floor---two more steps straight and your'e in the bathroom. My dad also left the bathroom light on up there for my brother too and kept the bathroom door all the way open----which bothered me. So, one night I went ot bed early, and decided I'd see what would happen if I turned the light off and shut the bathroom door.
I nearly fell asleep before the test was executed....but I was awakened to the sound of running water...or something. IT was about 12----instead of 10---and my parents were already asleep......but I got up and walked into the dark hallway----and saw my brother standing at the top of the steps....eyes closed facing forward. As I got closer....i noticed the nice yellow arc shooting directly down the stair well. I said something to him, and he looked at me and could only manage to cock one eye. And mumble. He was hardly awake. As I didn't want to wake my parents, I was furiosly fighting to supress my laughter-----it was gut wrenching. I stood there long enough to open up the bathroom door to absolve me of any fault----and notice, that of the 13 steps in our stairs (they were carpeted), he hit every single one. including the carpet at the bottom of the steps.
I heard him go downstairs after that, so I shoved my comforter in my mouth to quiet my laughter---and waited.....there was still no light on.....as i heard my dad take my brother back up the stepss.......he took a few steps up......and said "What-----in------the-------worll-ddddddd" as it hit him what happened. I dont' remember hearing much after that as I was brought to tears of hilarity in my bedroom.
By far---in all my life growing up in that very strict household---that's the hardest I'd ever laughed in my 17 years there. I will never forget a closed eyed 95% asleep kid standing at the top of the stairs in neverland-----raining down a stream of wiz.
Thank you brother for that one.
Good bye.
PS.
My brother also burnt his eyebrows off when he was 6 trying to use gasoline as a fuse from one side of the garage to just outside the other side to lite his pile of debris----as soon as he lit the "fuse" it flashed----singing off his eyebrows. He wasn't burned or harmed in any way......just no eyebrows for a few months.
I was about 13 or so, and my brother was three or four , and had just moved into the upstairs into his own bedroom. For the first six months in the new habitat, with the new bathroom....he had a tendency to wet the bed....so my dad would go up every night at 10, and get him up to go.....pretty soon, he started doing that by himself around that same time...and my dad quit going every night.....and he quit wetting the bed.
Well, I had always noticed that when my brother was woken up, or when he got up by himself---he was pretty much a zombie. His eyes were closed, except for one small slit in his right eye for guidance. Matter of fact if you tried to talk to him, he wasn't even coherent...he'd mumble---but if you bothered him with more then one sentence----he'd give a loud moan/whine---and flail his arms as he walked away......
In the house, the bathroom was directly in front of the stairs...in other words....once you came up the stairs, and were on the 2nd floor---two more steps straight and your'e in the bathroom. My dad also left the bathroom light on up there for my brother too and kept the bathroom door all the way open----which bothered me. So, one night I went ot bed early, and decided I'd see what would happen if I turned the light off and shut the bathroom door.
I nearly fell asleep before the test was executed....but I was awakened to the sound of running water...or something. IT was about 12----instead of 10---and my parents were already asleep......but I got up and walked into the dark hallway----and saw my brother standing at the top of the steps....eyes closed facing forward. As I got closer....i noticed the nice yellow arc shooting directly down the stair well. I said something to him, and he looked at me and could only manage to cock one eye. And mumble. He was hardly awake. As I didn't want to wake my parents, I was furiosly fighting to supress my laughter-----it was gut wrenching. I stood there long enough to open up the bathroom door to absolve me of any fault----and notice, that of the 13 steps in our stairs (they were carpeted), he hit every single one. including the carpet at the bottom of the steps.
I heard him go downstairs after that, so I shoved my comforter in my mouth to quiet my laughter---and waited.....there was still no light on.....as i heard my dad take my brother back up the stepss.......he took a few steps up......and said "What-----in------the-------worll-ddddddd" as it hit him what happened. I dont' remember hearing much after that as I was brought to tears of hilarity in my bedroom.
By far---in all my life growing up in that very strict household---that's the hardest I'd ever laughed in my 17 years there. I will never forget a closed eyed 95% asleep kid standing at the top of the stairs in neverland-----raining down a stream of wiz.
Thank you brother for that one.
Good bye.
PS.
My brother also burnt his eyebrows off when he was 6 trying to use gasoline as a fuse from one side of the garage to just outside the other side to lite his pile of debris----as soon as he lit the "fuse" it flashed----singing off his eyebrows. He wasn't burned or harmed in any way......just no eyebrows for a few months.
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