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A childhood belief about fear of

When I was little and we used to have family reunions, we always had them in this old creepy looking cabin at the park. The bathrooms were downstairs and the lightbulbs were always burned out. For some reason, there were only urinals. So whenever I had to go to the bathroom, my mom would take me down there. The first time I saw the "weird potties", I freaked and refused to sit on them, convinced that they would eat my butt. So my mom always had to walk me all the way to the other side of the park to use the "safe potties"

— jasonchic

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