My aunt Joyce came to stay with us for the night so Harry and I pulled out an air mattress that I borrowed from my brother. It was a queen size and at first I thought it was pretty good. We went to bed early because we had to get up at 4:30am. A few hours into our sleep Harry got up to go to the bathroom and the next thing I knew I had sunk down into the bed. The air was slowly leaking and what was once a nice firm airbed turned into a bed monster and had sucked my down to the floor. After that I couldn't get back in and instead slept on the couch. Harry on the other hand jumped back in and sat in the middle of the bed and sunk down and went to sleep. I normally don't mind the air mattress but this one was not fun.
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