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A childhood belief about under my bed

I used to believe the dustballs that collected under the bed would roll together at night until they formed one big fuzzy monster and could lean over the bed and eat me. Sometimes they'd roll out from under the bed in a sneak attack when I walked past and I'd run from the room. Nowadays I know it was just the breeze of my passing by. I think this might have come from Mom trying to get me to clean under my bed.

— T.R.

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