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A childhood belief about under my bed

when i was 5 my bed was just an ordanary bed. it wasnt the sligtest bit high. still, for some strange reason, i used 2 think it was higher than the highest cliff ever.
when i got out of bed in the morning i used to hang on to the edge as if i was about to die despite the fact my knees were almost touching the floor.
sometimes i did a dramatic reascue with me hanging off the edge and my teddies pulling me up just in time.
i woke up one morning to find one of my beloved teddies had fallen off my bed during the night. i was deeply sad and held a little funeral.
i was always a freaky child.

— bex

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