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  1. Colour Republic

    Colour Republic PPS Master Craftsman Bar Member

    When I was about 9 years old, my father forced me to go with him to the funeral of a friend of his that I didn't know.

    When we got there, I stayed in a corner waiting for the time to go. Then a man approached me and said: Enjoy life boy, be happy because time flies, look at me now, I didn't enjoy it, he passed his hand over my head and left.

    My father, before leaving, forced me to say goodbye to the dead person. When I looked in the coffin, I was startled that the man who was talking to me when I was in the corner, was the same man in the Coffin.

    For several years later, I was not able to sleep properly with repeated nightmares and psychological disorder, I was terrified of being alone, I visited many psychologists, I didn't turn off the light at night and several other turmoils that I had to endure throughout my adolescent ages.

    Years later I discovered something incredible that changed my life.

    That dead idiot had a twin brother.
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