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When my brother and I were little, we had walkie talkies. We also lived by an airport, so planes would frequently fly overhead. For the longest time we thought we were talking to pilots on our walkie talkies, but it only turned out to be our next door neighbor, who happened to have a walkie talkie that picked up our signal.
When I was about 5 I listened to 'Hatchet' on tape and it made me think that I should never go on a plane with anyone because they'd die and the plane would crash in a lake and their head would rot...
I used to live under the flightpath for a busy airport.
At night, as the jets flew over, I always expected that an engine would fall off the plane and pulverise me in my bed.
The whine the turbines made as they throttled down for landing sounded just like something big and heavy falling...
When I was little, every time I saw and heard an aeroplane pass overhead I thought it was a bomber and that we were at war, so I'd run inside and only emerge when the danger had passed.
I thought the trail left by aeroplanes in the sky was Grotbags (of Pink Windmill fame) was coming to get me on a hoover!
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