My swinging bed

When I was growing up I had issues with beds. I really don't know what my problem was. I always ended up sleeping on the floor, until about 8th grade I decided to get rid of my bed altogether and I slept in a sleeping bag on the floor for about a year and a half. Then when I was in high school I took a month in the summer before my Jr year and went to Russia. My mom told me that she was going to redo my room and get me another bed, I told her fine, but anything but a daybed.... well, I came home to a forest green metal day bed. I slept in it about 4 times and then me and my friend Dugan decided to make a frame and hang the mattress from the ceiling. And it has stayed there until this day. We recently went home for my little brother, Justin, to be sealed to our family, and my mom announced that she was taking it down. Over the years she has replaced my wall full of pictures and posters with girly frames and ivy to cover the chains holding my bed up, but I think that she has had enough, "it's coming down and the "brand new" day bed is going back up." So Paisley and I slept in it one more time and yes, it was just as comfortable as I remember it. Thanks mom and dad for letting me hang my bed from the ceiling all those years ago...