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We spent weeks cleaning this house, which soon became the backdrop for a very brief portion of my childhood. During the fly house years my dad was just beginning to get used to his bachelor life-style. He was just a year shy of the divorce with my mom and was freshly obsessed with his newest catch—a fun blonde named Beverly.

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He wrote down everything Mel had learned from the school nurse, called our Grandma for more advice and then called Beverly over to help him out. Beverly soon arrived with de-lousing supplies, bleach and laundry detergent. She helped my siblings and I bag up all of our clothing while my dad washed some towels, blankets and our pajamas in hot water so that we could properly shower and start treating our hair.

Once the towels were dry Beverly started washing our bedding and bagging our toys. After the bagging, I helped my dad ruin all of my hairbrushes by letting them boil too long in a big pot of water. Following that, Beverly had us all bring the rest of our laundry down into the laundry room located in the basement.

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I closed my eyes as tight as I could and wrapped myself up in a freshly washed quilt. My eyes opened when I heard an indistinct noise. In the midst of my anxiety the curtains began to waft about again, but faster this time. My sister Tiffany and my brother Billy were too. The fact that I was the only one awake freaked me out even more. As a child nothing scared me more than being alone in my own universe. Complete isolation was my idea of the twilight zone and there I was in an isolated reality with glowing carpet and shadow dancers who were obviously trying Army nude nudist twink exam blog frighten me by appearing and disappearing across the length of the Army nude nudist twink exam blog. I felt then that the house must certainly be haunted; if not by the thousands of dead flies whose carcasses I had so carelessly removed from the counters and floors, then by a human who lived here long before me.

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I remembered then that it was probably in the last load of laundry Beverly had put in the dryer. I was sure that if I went downstairs I would be able to find it, feel safe again and finally fall asleep. Typically I would be afraid of basements, but I knew my dad was still awake. I began to plot my trajectory, but suddenly I heard the floor creak somewhere Army nude nudist twink exam blog my head and then the door to the upstairs began to swing back and forth.

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I opened up the dryer door with the other hand and started to dig around for my blanket knowing I could tell what it was just by its texture. All of a sudden I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. I buried my head further inside of the dryer, my heart race sped up and I started sweating.

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Go to sleep! What the hell were you thinking, huh??? The run to the couch grew into a crescendo of feelings- shocked, scared, embarrassed, sad and terrified.

I buried myself beneath the couch quilt and my beloved baby blanket and felt my childlike reality bursting into a million ashamed pieces. On top of all of that I was also just really annoyed that my dad was doing his laundry naked.

My days at the fly house spilled on and on. During that time my brother and I caught a pet mouse in the garbage, my sister Tiffany found my diary in which I had written a request to the universe to give me proper boobs and we all four caught a family of barn cats and tried to turn them into our very own pets.

I learned then that moments are temporary and that while you can get rid of some things other things are forever. The lice gone, but the objects we removed them from still intact. As time goes on I wonder what will replace a remaining relic from those years- remove it and make me forget, but try as I might I can not.

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