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A childhood belief about people

When my sister and I were little, from our bedroom upstairs at night, we could see the reflection of our living room window in the window of the house nextdoor. The curtains created two seperate curvy reflections of light that would flicker as our mom walked past the window. We thought these were actually the ghosts of the elderly couple that had recently passed away, having sex.

Anon

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