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tomorrow."<br />
He instantly fell asleep. I was so disturbed by his<br />
snoring that I could not sleep. I wanted to pat him to stop his<br />
snoring, but I knew that at our age, it was really disturbing to be<br />
awakened from a deep sleep, so I endured. My village, family,<br />
<str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> house were all wrapped in silence. I would have heard my<br />
heart beating if Bro<strong>the</strong>r had not been snoring. I looked through<br />
<strong>the</strong> window at <strong>the</strong> stars, shining as brightly as diam<strong>on</strong>ds. I<br />
wanted to bring <strong>the</strong>m all into my bedroom <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> play with <strong>the</strong>m<br />
like toys. Suddenly my stomach rumbled a little <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> I farted so<br />
loudly that it awakened <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> frightened Bro<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
"Oh, thank <strong>the</strong> Three Jewels! It's <strong>on</strong>ly you farting," he<br />
said, wiping sweat from his forehead.<br />
I did not quite underst<str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g>. I was both scared <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g><br />
embarrassed.<br />
"What's <strong>the</strong> matter, Bro<strong>the</strong>r?" I asked innocently.<br />
"Such a timely fart! I just now had a d...d...," <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g>, unable<br />
to finish, he broke into a fit of laughter.<br />
Though I did not know what was going <strong>on</strong>, I laughed<br />
with him stupidly. It was so strange: first he was frightened, but<br />
now he was laughing. It was w<strong>on</strong>derful too, to laugh with<br />
some<strong>on</strong>e without knowing why. I asked, "What's wr<strong>on</strong>g with<br />
you, Bro<strong>the</strong>r?"<br />
"Nothing! It's just that I was dreaming as you farted. I<br />
dreamed I stole a necklace from a jewelry store to give to <strong>the</strong><br />
girl I played with today. Unfortunately, <strong>the</strong> storekeeper noticed,<br />
<str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> I ran as quickly as my short legs allowed. He chased me<br />
<str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> shouted, 'Stop where you are, or I'll shoot you! Then I heard<br />
a bang, so I thought I had been shot to death. When I awoke, I<br />
realized it was <strong>on</strong>ly my dream, <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> <strong>the</strong> bang was your fart." He<br />
burst into laughter again, <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> I joined in.<br />
The stars were shining brighter, as if <strong>the</strong>y were also<br />
laughing with us. Then we shrank back into our sheepskin quilt<br />
<str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> went to sleep, buried in joy.<br />
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