When I was 5,6,7,& 8yrs old, I shared a bed with my sister, her at one end, me at the other. When it was deemed that we were too old to be sleeping together, I got moved to the fold out couch. Being in the living room, I had no privacy, pulling the blanket over my head was the best I could do. I slept there until I was 11 when a house was built and we moved out of the small trailer we were living in. All of the house was complete except my bedroom, so I slept on the couch for about another 3yrs., head under the covers. (Seems me in my own room didn't have much priority.) ... Anyhow ............Even when I did get into my bedroom, there never was a door, so privacy was at a minimum unless I went under the covers. It was calm under there, no parents arguing , no sisters yelling, no TV blaring, just me............
.... and my sisters panties, and my mothers slips.
.... There IS a calm under there.