In reality, childhood is deep and rich. It’s vital, mysterious, and profound. I remember my OWN childhood vividly; I knew terrible things, but I knew I mustn’t let the adults *know* I knew… it would scare them.
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In reality, childhood is deep and rich. It’s vital, mysterious, and profound. I remember my OWN childhood vividly; I knew terrible things, but I knew I mustn’t let the adults *know* I knew… it would scare them.