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Sarah stood trembling before her boss, clutching the envelope that could destroy everything he had built. "You didn't recognize me that day, did you?" she said softly. "The girl you mocked ten years ago is now your biggest investor." Before we continue this thrilling story, hit like and subscribe.

Ever heard about the man who survived three lightning strikes? First time cooking, second time fishing, third time in his yard. Science says the odds are astronomical. But his body's unique electrical resistance changed his destiny. Sometimes lightning does strike twice, or even thrice. Follow for more survival tales.

In 1975, Sarah Miller opened a charming flower shop in Boston. Her arrangements were stunning, and customers loved her creative touch. But when people started noticing all her best flowers grew in the local cemetery, they discovered her midnight gardening wasn't exactly legal.

I've seen this type of mushi before. They gather in places where people feel lonely, feeding off their isolation. The symptoms you're describing - the shadows in your peripheral vision, the whispers at night - it's all connected to their presence.

I can see the muhi have been gathering in your garden. They're drawn to the shadows beneath those old trees. Don't worry, I've seen this before. The symptoms you're experiencing are typical when these creatures cluster near human dwellings.

I've seen this type of mushi before. They gather in places where light and shadow meet, feeding on the memories of those who pass through. Your symptoms suggest exposure to their influence. Don't worry, I can help you understand what's happening.

I've seen these symptoms before. The light-sensitive mushi are gathering around your eyes, drawn to your inner darkness. Don't worry though - I can help. First, we need to clear the room and let fresh air circulate. The treatment isn't complicated, but it requires patience.

Today I counted my reflections. Seven mirrors, fourteen mes, or maybe fourteen others who look like me. We shared one apple between us. Each bite disappeared twice. When I wave, they all wave back. I'm not sure who started it.