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Terry:
When I was 5, I watched my sister drown in a lake where we used to spend our summers. Right after, I started to suffer from these terrible night terrors. There was one particularly bad night. I woke up screaming my head off. My parents finally managed to get me back to sleep, and a couple of hours later, my mother came back to check on me, and, uh, I was gone. They looked everywhere... in the attic, in the basement, all over the house. My mother was hysterical. She thought I'd been kidnapped or I'd run off or who knows what? Then my father went into the backyard, and he heard a noise in the doghouse of all places. He stooped down, looked in, and there I was huddled in the back. Naturally, he reached in, and... that's when I stabbed him in the eye with a kitchen knife. I was convinced he wasn't my father... that he was some kind of demon coming for me. I was absolutely sure of it. I haven't had that feeling since I was a kid, but I have it now.