Sleeping problems.

It was half past two after midnight that I woke up. They were there again, as usual.
I been like this since I was born, I wrote a book about it, which I will translate in the nearby future.
Being born isn't easy. They come, whenever they want to come, you can keep them away for a while, but they will come.
As a kid I hated them, now I live with them, try to help them during the day, but sometimes they come at night.
In that case, they wake me up, and I can't sleep untill they are gone, and they only go after I helped them.

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At my sixteenth I couldn't handle it and started to drink, it nearly killed me two years ago, but at least I could sleep being drunk.
I started to bleed on the inside and the ambulance was right on time to prevent me from dying.
I had to promise my family to never drink again, and when I make a promise, I keep myself to it.
But the problem is here again. A kid woke me up, afraid, so I had to help.

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Being a born medium can be a pain in the ass, let me tell you that.
Maybe I can catch some sleep during the day, but I doubt it.

Well, now you know a little more about me. I'm one of them, and no, I'm not blond and my hair is short ;)
Biggest adventure of being a medium is that they sometimes deliver me the best stories I ever heard.
Sometimes I write them down, and that's how I became a writer.
You see, it all makes sense, in the end it does anyway ;)