When I was a kid I thought everything was alive. Doorknobs, pencils, windows. I would apologize to the doorknob when I opened the door. I think I was around 9 or 10. Fortunately I did this silently so I never spent any time in those places with the white rooms. Also fortunately, it didn't last long. Never said I wasn't a strange kid.
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