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My parents beat each other up something unmerciful. 
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It was one sided in my home..one hit(dad) the other bled (mom)...
She finally divorced and dated another
Who did the same thing.
so she broke up and married another
who did the same thing...
She finally divorced and never married again...
That was childhood trama... but a huge downer.
Anyway, something not so bad as above,
When I was about 12 we had a huge field in front of the house and every spring everything was blooming and bees were everywhere. Occasionally I would see a big black bee. I think they call them carpenter bees. I wanted to see one close up but I was afraid of them. So I got an empty glass jar with a lid and trapped the bee. I was so scared. Once the bee was in the jar it started buzzing and the jar was shaking and buzzing so loud. I screamed and dropped the jar, the lid fell off and the bee came after me. It took me a week to get enough courage to walk through the field again.
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