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A childhood belief about people

When I was four, my grandfather died. He and I were always joking around. When he died I though that he was only playing hide and seek with me, that we couldn't find each other. In his funeral, my mother told me that he was in that coffin. I ran up to the coffin, knocked on it, and said "Hi, grandpa, here I am." I actually thought he would walk out of that coffin...gee, that would have been creepy if he did...

— Sammy

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