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“Be quiet!” I shout at my sister. She snores louder than my cousin playing a trumpet. Pulling up the blankets, I shiver as the wind blows stronger and stronger through the trees outside my window. Shadows appear on my wall from cars going past. Hearing all sorts of noises coming from outside, I can tell the breeze just getting worse. A bright moon shining onto my window, gives me a little bit of light. How can this get more annoying!