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A childhood belief about general

On New Year's Eve (about to be 1996) around 11:30, I asked my mom when 1995 was going to come again. SHe told me years only came around once and that it wasn't coming back. I started crying hysterically screaming "I don't want 1995 to go I like it here!" My mom told me it was okay and that 1996 was going to be a better year, but I cryed "But 1995 was my favorite!" I had just turned 4 two weeks before this incident.
**What makes this even funnier is that 1995 was the year when:
~My aunts dog attacked me
~I almost drowned in a pool because I thought I was ready for the deep end.
~I fell off a swingset and hit my head on a rusty fence.
~I ran into the kitchen table head-first and had to go to the hospital (well this was about the third time i did this in my life...i should have learned.
Why on Earth would I want this year to come back?

— Danielle

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