When I was small, the closest thing I have to fear is darkness. every time I pass through dark streets alone, I will definitely be running fast. What am I to fear in the dark is a ghost. until something happens, then I stay at home, there is a great-aunt brother who died, and there I saw the first corpse. Since that time I have never been afraid of the dark, because I understand one thing, fear not to avoid but to hand.
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