-teeth disintegrating/crubling
-giant is coming to get me, never see him, just hear his footsteps (I think it may be my heartbeat...)
-in the neighborhood I grew up in and there are indians in the bushes waiting to kill me, but all I see are feathers sticking out th etop of the bushes
-I can fly, but no higher than 4 feet off the ground
-lots of: if I go around the corner from my childhood house or throught the trees across the street, I enter a different part of the world: beaches, forests, grasslands...
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