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A childhood belief about imaginary friends

When I was little I used to sit up a read stories ou loud with my windows wide open. This was in hopes that Peter Pan would come along and take me to Neverland. I really didn't want to grow up. So every morning for about 4 years I was disappointed but I thought that maybe he didn't hear me.

— Cammie

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