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A childhood belief about witches

My parents separated when I was 5 and my Mom moved back to PA where her family lived. I was deathly afraid of staying there. I had a dream there when I was like 6 that a blond girl was sitting on a porch step and a mysterious figure floated up and handed her a letter..When the girl opened the letter, she died and immediately turned into a pile of bones. From that night on, I believed it was a witch and she was out to get me and hand me my death-letter. I would keep my bedroom door open and pull all the covers up to my neck, in case the witch came, because in that case, she would think that I was just a head because another witch had come and already gotten the job done.


I was a weird child.

— Kate

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