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This story happened sometime in the mid-1980s when my mom was a teenager in high school.

My mother and my aunt grew up on a farm in central Florida that was relatively in the middle of nowhere at the time. We still live in this area and it is more urbanized now, but at this point in time it was mostly woods and farmland.

My great aunt, uncle, and our cousins lived on the same property in another house, however, so they weren't entirely alone.

But outside of that, you would have to drive a mile, or maybe a little less than that, or so,

before you reached the next neighbor. My grandfather coached for the local high school's football team,

and my mother and aunt were cheerleaders, so on Fridays he would have to coach at the school's game,

and my mom and aunt would be there to cheerlead. The rest of the family would usually come along as

well since my cousins went to the school too, and there wasn't really anything else to do in that

small town on a Friday night. They would usually get to the game earlier than everyone else,

considering that he was the coach. One particular Friday, however, my mother started feeling very sick

throughout the day, and by the time the evening rolled around, she felt horrible. She

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