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(Created page with "I consider myself to be the luckiest man in the world. But I didn't win the lottery, strike oil in my backyard, or find a drop-dead beautiful girl. I survived. Let me explain. Last week I was cleaning my dorm with my roommate Alex. Everything was going as usual. The work was exhausting; we unpacked box after box (our room was also our U-Haul) and were sorting everything for what felt like decades. But it wasn't without fun. Occasionally we would unpack a box and stumble...")
 
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"I guess I'll get some too. I am a little hungry."
 
Going to get the chips had made me less afraid. I had an excuse not to look at that thing anymore. But even when I was out of the room, I knew that thing was still staring at me. What made it worse was that “Can"Can you Feel the Sunshine”Sunshine" was playing in my head, and I couldn't get it out. After a few minutes of being out of the room, my fear had lessened. We began talking again about what we would play next when we got back. I wanted to play Revenge of Shinobi, but Alex insisted on Mr. Nutz. After our little banter about the next game, we went back into our room and were once again confronted with the Tails Doll.
 
Alex had won our argument. We would play Mr. Nuts next. By this time, I had shaken off my fear and was ready to continue. Alex went to shut off the Genesis. Suddenly, my diminished fear returned, many times stronger than before. Alex had turned off the Genesis, but the picture of the Tails Doll was still on the screen. Its eyes seemed a little blacker. Alex turned around and saw me white with fear.