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My fears are easily unjustified. I have lived here four years, and have never really been scared or weary of my surronding to the point that I made my mom buy me mace and a maglight. Why now? Bebe. I'm so terrfied she'll step on a piece of glass or we'll both get raped at 6am when I take her out to make a sissy. That's just silly, right?