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A childhood belief about general

Every night my father would come upstairs to say goodnight, and when he would go he always ‘hit’ his head against the wall. I used to believe that he was just being stupid and never learn and I would laugh at him, but when I was about nine years old my father finally told me his trick; he hit his arm against the wall. I was a smart kid, yup.

— Laura

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