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"IAlwaysGoBackToTheDoor.0"

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I always go back to the door, wondering.

I mean, am I the only one that sees them, there? The only one that wonders?

What if, you know? Magic.

Were they always there? What does a dryad's fetus look like? Was it a curse?

I always go back. Some days I feel bad, though, and I turn the other way around while eating my chips and sub; I'm ashamed for my voyeurism.

What if, you know?

What if everything I imagine is real? In my depressive moods, am I torturing them? Or did all of that happen despite me?

Maybe if I stopped watching them, my life would turn right. Maybe they're influencing me.

Magic.

I always go back to the door, wondering.