Night Terrors
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Last published Mon, Mar 30, 2015
"I used to be afraid of the dark. When you're six years old, a shadowed bedroom can seem as terrifying as the night sky must've been to ancient men. And those things said to go "bump in the night" can feel just as real. I'd imagine something was hiding in the dark corners of my room; a monster, ghost. I'd bolt up-right in bed, terrified, screaming for my mother. Eventually I grew up, got over it, learned that if I could just hang on, the sun would always rise again. But then everything changed- in the night, dark- came to me in something very different: that the turn was coming. So childish night terrors came back, because now... im one of those things that go "bump".
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