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... So I've got a story for you about a time when I was a young kid myself, and we encountered a strange child.

I think this is genuinely the scariest thing that's ever actually happened to me, and if I get

sick like a fever or anything, this is always the thing I have nightmares about if I'm going to

have them. So I figured that I'd try and exercise them by writing to you about it.

So this was back in the 90s, which was the best time to be a kid because it just was.

This happened in like 97 and life was just simpler and more relaxed back then.

Things really changed everywhere after the beginning of the 2000s. I think we all know why, and it's not just nostalgia talking.

For me, things changed before that, this summer of 97 though.

And when I think back on it, I picture it like a movie.

Me and my four buddies, three other guys, one girl,

we didn't have some cool nickname like

The Losers Club and IT or The Goonies, and I don't even remember if the kids were called

the Goonies in that movie. But anyway, we didn't have a cool team name, we were just kind of

the gang. It was me, James, Barry, Pat, and Kendall.

That summer, we spend most of the time exploring our rural neighborhood, playing various made-up games and fields and forests, and just having a good time.

We built a fort, we made a dam, we rode our bikes, we had picnics.

We were all aged 8 to 10 and wanted the summer to last forever, or at least until our

quarters ran out at the arcade or got cold or one of us almost died. Unfortunately, it's the last

one that brought an end to our summer of fun. We met the strange kid on a Monday. We knew him for

five days. He said his name was Russell.

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