A friend of mine & I were talking the other day about our deepest fears. Hers…snakes. Her fear is so deep, she makes a thorough check of her bedroom every night for the slithery foes. She checks under her bed, in her closets—everywhere a snake could hide. She and her sister used to tease each other when they were small that the thing they feared the most was how they would die. Her sister was most afraid of knives.
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