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Flute * Fear

The same old things still haunted me, now, but there was more to it. Just because I had come to fear the end of everything didn't mean I wasn't still afraid of the little things, bees, slasher movies, falling out of bed.

What I mean to say, I suppose, is that the big fear didn't make the little ones go away. I was just scared all the time, now.

I had been afraid ever since I'd found out I was a super hero.

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