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by Ntrails 2721 days ago
I remember my father patiently explaining that the Giants Footsteps I could hear outside, as it lumbered towards me with malice, were in fact my eyelashes rubbing against the pillow as I blinked.
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I believe I used to imagine my own heartbeat being the sound of footsteps as I was falling asleep.