Probably each of us can recall a time when as a child we believed with utter certainty that there was a monster hiding close by our bed. We were so afraid we couldn't close our eyes, and every shadow in the darkness and creak of the house was attended to with adrenaline fuelled vigilance. Finally we would be unable to take another moment of our own terror and we would work up the vast amount of courage required to call out for our mother or father to come to us, a huge risk because we knew we would have to reveal our position to the unseen enemy. Those moments until our parent arrived felt endless and only when they finally came into our room and turned on the light did we realise we had been holding our breath.
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