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A childhood belief about basements

when I was little I was terrified of the dark, and our basement was the epitomy of dark.whenever I would have to go down there I would run as fast as could, grab whatever I needed and run back up the stairs three at a time because I thought there was a swarm of giant bees down there that after a certain amount of time would come and eat me.

— Anonymous

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