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A childhood belief about names

when I was a little girl I was convinced that "anonymous" was someones name, and that he sat all day in my attic writing books of all sorts. when he was done he would sign his name and send the finished book through some secret tube where my mom would pick it up and deliver it to my room. I always felt so bad for anonymous because he was forced to write so many books and poems, and also because what kind of nutjob names their kid Anonymous? His parents must have been monsters for forcing this weird identity upon him and locking him up in my attic as a slave.

— sheri (

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