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Mine is windows. I had this fear of being watched and about to be hurt. Example.
When I was little I never opened my curtains or windows. One day I walked in to my room to get something and the lights were off. On my way out the fan blew my curtain open (alittle crack) and I was so afraid that I hid behind a chair in my room for abour 2 hours. (yes two hours) I realized I had to get out of my room so I made a mad dash to the door, hit my ankle and sprained in while running down the hall were I threw up becuase I was so scared.
I love them in the Day, but at night I hate them. I am starting to deal with them in my new house because my room is upstairs and I know they could not get to me from my window. But if I have to go up the stairs at night infront of this huge open window and glass door I freak and run like mad.
I know I am a loser.
Chris
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