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A Dark and Dreary Night
Once upon a time in a very dark and dreary, creepy, place where the wind was howling through the black trees, And the branches looked like swords and machetes, I was sitting with my 5 year-old-daughter Susie, if you please. We were seated in a mini-station-wagon, at a dark and dreary train station waiting for Daddy to arrive on the commuter train, scheduled for 5:03. If you know me, you know I can be a little impulsive, so on this night, I decided to do something creepy, but what would it be? Immediately knowing, I turned to my 5-year-old daughter and yelled "BOO!" right in her face, silly 32 year old me. Susie did not scream. She did not jump. She merely punched me as hard as I have ever been punched in my nose, a bleed. I was laugh-crying now. Crying because my nose felt like it had been hit by a semi, laughing at my own stupidity. Susie felt very sorry for me and kept apologizing over and over. I told her not to worry, I deserved it, me being me. I had a black and blue nose for awhile, but even after that faded away, I knew that Susie was assertive to a T. I was so proud of the fact that I had raised a daughter who did not take any idiocy from anyone, including me.
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