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A childhood belief about in my closet

When I was 11 and my brother moved out his room was converted to a storage room. I used to like to hang out there, and since I had no friends to hang out with, I would hang out there with my cats. Well, in the closet there was a little hole in the wall that I barely paid any attention to until my cat started scratching at it. From then on my vivid imagination made me think that that hole led to a path which led to another secret world. And when I brought my cat in there I hoped that he would scratch the hole open, opening the door to the other world.

— I always had and still do have a vivid imagination.

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