There was a problem with your Airbnb. The website said that there would be three beds, but there were only two, meaning you had to share a bed with your sister.
Our house was hit with an ice-storm last night that knocked out all the heating and electricity. Me and my sister slept in the same bed to keep warm.
My parents went through a messy break-up, especially for my father. I felt bad for him. He tried persuading me to stay with him, but my mom knew how to make me want to stay with her.
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