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Everybody has one.
That old memory from childhood that you thought you had forgotten until you're home alone, and hear a whisper, or see the blur of a face in the mirror behind you. You scoff at it, to focus on real problems, adult problems. But it remembers how you used to be afraid. Waiting. Everybody has one. That old memory from childhood that you thought you had forgotten until you're home alone, and hear a whisper, or see the blur of a face in the mirror behind you. You scoff at it, to focus on real problems, adult problems. But it remembers how you used to be afraid. Waiting.
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