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A childhood belief about eyes

One day, I became obsessed with the thought of what kept my eyeballs in their sockets. I was leaning over a bowl of applesauce, with my eyelids half closed (the better to keep my eyeballs in my head), when something plopped into the applesauce. I immediately shut my eyelids tight. Only after what seemed an eternity of terror did I carefully open one eye at a time (my hand cupped to catch a loose one). After I realized that neither had fallen into the applesauce, I turned to see my older brother smiling. He had tossed a small crayon into the bowl.

— Mike

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