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Then, after my adrenaline was pumped, my mom would tell me to go outside of the room. Sometimes I would protest, but she stood firm. If only dad had joined us, but he said he was too busy. After I left the room, I would hear loud screams, usually lasting for a whole five minutes. Maybe sometime in the near future, I can participate in the last bit. It is after all, like a sport to me.
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