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A childhood belief about special powers

I used to believe I could fly. I used to share a room with my brother, and we had bunk beds. I had the top bunk. One night I had a dream, I was flying all around the world after I rubbed a magic genies lamp and wished to fly. I woke up and it all seemed so real. So, being the 5 year old I was, I jumped at least 7 feet on to the ground and popped all my knuckles on one hand INSTANTLY. MY face hit the ground and left a small bruise. That was the day I grew up

— Hurt

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