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A childhood belief about picking my nose

When I was little, I had this big headboard on the back of my bed. It was a heirloom upholstered one, made of blue velvet. I would pick my nose at night while falling asleep and rub the boogers on the headboard. Because I was doing this in the dark, I assumed no one would ever know. My mother cleaned the headboard so many times and scolded me, and yet I still continued, absolutely convinced that because it was dark when I continued, she would never find out this time.

— Alison Elizabeth

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