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Auntie is looking for me.
I'm couched in a corner, curled up as small as I can be, trying my best to be part of the shadows. This is one of my favorite places to hide. I hear footsteps enter the room.
"Kurt!!!"
Unfortunately, Auntie knows where I like to hide. I stiffen and look up carefully to see if she sees me, or is just guessing. Oops, she's looking right at me.
"Komm mal herunter!"
I look past her, toying with the idea of just jumping past her, into the hall.
"JETZT!!"
Oops, she saw me looking. I sigh, but inside I'm a little thrilled. I love coming down off the ceiling. I let go a little, letting the floor become the floor again, and feel the blood start to rush to my head. I savor the sensation of hanging there a moment, then-
-slip-
My body folds itself up into my eyeballs, and I'm falling towards Auntie. I flip around so that everything's right-side-up, and as I fall past Auntie, I let my body slip-
-my body falls out of my eyeballs, and I land perfectly on the floor, exactly where Auntie was pointing, and only had to bend my knees a little bit.
"Gut." Auntie grabs my ear to make sure I don't jump again, and drags me off. "Komm mit mir, Kurt. Es ist zeit, zum Kirche und die Brüdern zu gehen."
I scamper along next to Auntie. "Tante, wie war meine Mutti?"
"Deine Mutti war...wie dich."
"Und mein Vati?"
"Dein Vati...war nicht wie dich."