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At first, I thought I’d found something alive.
My heart pounded as I stared at that pale, curved shape with the dark tip, lying motionless on the dusty floor.
Every second made it look worse. A parasite? A dead thing?
Something rotting under my own bed? My son didn’t recognize it either.
I hovered over it for far too long, caught between disgust and fear.continue reading …
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