You don't remember when we first went down there, do you?
You know, the stairs. Those stairs. You decided to follow The Woman down there one morning. She was doing laundry or something. I thought we were playing school in your bedroom using the wallpaper as a blackboard and one of The Man's fancy pens as chalk. I was teaching you how to draw
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There is something magical about the way we see the world as children, that we never seem to be able to get back. A friend of mine once said "I wish I'd known that we were going ot lose our imagination. I'd have played with mine more."
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Playing with my little nieces and nephews is an utter joy. I'm the only adult they'll ask to play. I get looks from the other adults, but I don't care!
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As for the something darker...hmm, I don't know. Maybe there really are monsters at the bottom of the stairs!
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