I think I remember something that happened when I was still in my crib.
I remember standing against the crib, my hands wrapped around the protective slats/bars/whatever they’re called. It was night, and it was dark in my room. But something, or someone, was walking down the hall to the room I was in, and I was terrified. I think I was in
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