Her mother mumbled something to the effect of, ‘Thank God.’ Annika knew God was long gone when the face of Jesus pushed against her tongue.
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Fear: Step Back in Reality, Step Forward in Imagination
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I’d like to begin this post by asking a question: What is your number one fear? For me, I can’t say I have only one fear; but I can say that once I develop a fear, it is consistent. I don’t go through phases. There isn’t just one week when I am terrified of clowns; there isn’t just one month I can’t stand the sight of a great white shark. No. Not only do my...