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A childhood belief about imaginary friends

I used to believe that there were two evil people in my house who continually planted bombs to blow up my home. They would peek at me when I took a shower. If I washed in a particular fashion (e.g. shampoo, face, feet, left arm, stomach, shampoo again, etc.) the bomb would be diffused and I would spoil their plan once again. If I thought I did it wrong, I would stay in the shower extra long to redu the process until I got it right. The order would change everyday (except for special days when they would try to fool me and do the same order twice in a row). One of the guys was short, bozoo bald, and chubby, the other was a little dumber and taller and skinnier.

— james

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