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Fear Not

I panicked. I was probably 5 years old. I had spent the afternoon with teenager sisters who lived right down the lane from my aunt and uncle. It was growing dark and so I needed to get back to the aunt and uncle’s house. The girls decided it would be fun to scare me. So they told me a ferocious boogeyman was between their house and my destination. As I began walking down that lane with woods on both sides of me I knew I could hear something. I picked up my pace and began to run as fast as …