The time I got the most scared. I was a kid, it was the summer after 7th grade.  One day, I went to the theater (something we could never afford to do) to watch the movie “Aracnophobia” with a girlfriend.  We got movie treats before we went, and I bought Mamba. Then I spent the afternoon at her house, something I loved to do because she had such a beautiful house and she had so many sisters, so there was always a lot of things going on.

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