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I used to think that the most frightening things in the world were concepts like Death, Eternity, and Being Utterly Alone. Those things are frightening, yes, but not quite so bone-chillingly terrifying as the mother who said this of her toddler:

"He is his own person. If I tell him to stop, and he chooses not too, that is his choice. Who am I to force my will upon him?"

I'm going to have nightmares for a week.