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A childhood belief about under my bed

When I was little, I never thought there was a boogyman or ghost under my bed. Instead, there was an evil penguin. I used to try to talk my mom into letting me sleep in the livingroom. When asked why, I would always scream about the penguin.

now i love penguins!

— Mandy

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