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But the next day I knew I would be afraid. I was afraid of being afraid. All day.
Fear was already in bed waiting for me that night. But here's the thing that happens when you must lay awake with your fear all night: You begin to understand it. You start to see it in the darkness—first just a rough shadow, then you can define the shape, and then it is visible.
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