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A childhood belief about people


I used to believe that when you die you come back to life in the form of a bird or some other animal. One day when I was about 8 I was throwing rocks as I liked to test my aim, and I inadvertently injured a bird on a wire. For years I thought I re-killed someone and I prayed they wouldn't come after me.
Pretty silly now considering you only die once and all dead people are still in the grave.

— Gary

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