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A childhood belief about telephones

As far as I can remember, my Dad always worked on computers. And when I was like 5 or so, my father would let my sister and I play "Hangman" on his CPC black and green screen computer. But there was a problem: whenever the hangman died, I would freak out and leave the room.
Knowing this, it was obvious for me that the hangman lived in the computer, and would try to kill me if he has a chance. My mom locked me in my parents room once, because I had done something bad probably, and that's where the computer was. I went mental, yelling my guts out, banging the door and checking over my shoulder every to seconds it the computer made a move yet!

— ZeChandler

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