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Heh! It's so embarrasing though!
Where we live in Spain, there's a castle on a hill with a church and graveyard halfway up. This hill is also surrounded and covered by a forest. So when I was 7, my cousin thought it would be a good idea to tell me a bedtime story about how if you're out of bed after midnight, zombies come out of the cemetery and drag you back to eat your brains.
I've been terrified if them ever since!
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