The Labyrinth with David Bowie. I was in kindergarten and I just had a new baby brother. I literally slept in his crib with him for a month to make sure he wasn’t taken by goblins. I avoided the movie until a girlfriend made me watch it in high school and I felt foolish for fearing the goblins.
This is gonna make me sound like a terrible person, but my uncle. He was severely autistic, and even though he’s older than my mom, he could not dress or care for himself at all. He could barely speak, only a few words, and wouldn’t talk to anyone but my grandmother.
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