When I was six, my Aunt Myrtle gave me a stuffed ape to sleep with whenever we stayed at her old farmhouse. There was not much room so I was always relegated to the small bed in the attic, the type with a little trap door and pull down rope ladder. She thought the stuffed ape would make me a little less afraid. The first night was uneventful but the second night I woke during a lightning storm and a flash of lightning illuminated the beast standing over me. I must have screamed for hours. Oh, did I mention, the stuffed ape my aunt had given me, was six feet tall!
Face it, sometimes adults don't think too clearly.
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This is about the umpteenth time you and I shared a connection there's no explanation for. Good to see you.
Now, picture waking up to a bolt of lightning through a small attic window, you're a child and there's a six foot Gorilla at the foot of your bed. And all the adults are down below that black hole in the floor, just behind said gorilla, at the bottom of a rope ladder. I laugh now. It wasn't pleasant then. - R