There wasn't much art hanging on the walls. Wall paper was the dominate decor in our house. This was the picture that hung in my bedroom. I think it sent the wrong message. Every night I'd see those kids on this treacherous bridge, alone in the middle of nowhere, after dark. If that wasn't bad enough, if they look over their shoulders they are going to be scared spitless when they see that huge hovering thing. I thought that was God.
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