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When I was born my brother saw bad creatures in my cott so he used a toy car to stab my leg it bled bad and started to clott mum thought they tried to take me the night that I was born found me stuck behind the head board unconcious in the morn when I was four and he was six Neil saw something on tv so he touched with a piece of lead was it a changeling or just me guess he stopped believing that my soul was taken out I think they ****** fooled you put more in I have no doubt I never fitted in to well for all my living days except for now I don't know how there's a wind blowing my way
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Feb 15, 2011
Feb 15, 2011 at 3:23 PM UTC
Changeling
When I was born my brother saw bad creatures in my cott so he used a toy car to stab my leg it bled bad and started to clott mum thought they tried to take me the night that I was born found me stuck behind the head board unconcious in the morn when I was four and he was six Neil saw something on tv so he touched with a piece of lead was it a changeling or just me guess he stopped believing that my soul was taken out I think they ****** fooled you put more in I have no doubt I never fitted in to well for all my living days except for now I don't know how there's a wind blowing my way
Still got the tiny scar, when I was wee Mum joked how I was behind the bed at 8 hrs old, told me her real theory years later but she was only strange in a wee way, not as whacko as me ;o)
jeremy-wyatt
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Feb 15, 2011
Feb 15, 2011 at 3:23 PM UTC
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