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I'm so late with this, aren't I? Here's the Wednesday Mind Hump. Today was Childhood Story Day, where I had the readers tell a story from their childhood. Original, huh? Hey, I couldn't think of anything better at the time. Here's my story:

When I was a kid I had allergies (still do) and once in a while I'd wake up with "the dizzies" and have to take a green liquid medicine in the middle of the night. It actually tasted pretty good, thankfully.

One night I woke up with "the dizzies" and stumbled out of bed and into the hallway moaning about my aching head. I woke my brother up and he decided to come out and see what was going on.

At the end of the bedroom hallway was a large mirror, from floor to ceiling. I was facing that mirror when my brother came out of the room. He scared me half to death! I started screaming, he started screaming, and we both ran to our parents' room. My dad woke up and I think he scared us too. Lights went on, questions were asked, and I'm sure we all went back to bed eventually after being told there was nothing to be afraid of.

I'll never forget that moment. I laugh about it now, but it wasn't funny when it happened!