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A childhood belief about police

I remember one time when my mother and I were in a shop. I really wanted a pack of chewing gum, but my mother wouldn't give me one. The next thing I remember was me and my mother walking at the street, and suddenly about six packs of chewing gum fell out of my pockets ... My mother took me back to the shop and had me give them back to the lady, who looked very angry and told me that she maybe had to call the police and tell them to come and get me. I got really scared, and for many weeks later I imagined that a policeman would walk up to our house and arrest me. (I have never stolen anything after this, however.)

— Skrunn

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