Wednesday, September 30, 2009

There is something in my attic

When I was little I was afraid of dogs. I was terrified of dogs because I was so little that they would always jump on me and knock me over. Whenever I would see a dog coming I would run and hide and jump up on chair or something where it couldn't get me. Even today I still can't stand dogs. They terrify me to no end.

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