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I just remember that I cried, screamed, I ran but I did get in the car. And my stuffed animals thrown on the street he stood staring at the asphalt. Who can tell me why? I was too small, but because they did not take me? My parents had a fight, but I do not know anything about anything, too small, it's my first memory, even with hypnosis I did. Thrown away for nothing, in his haste and indifference of adults. Still time to turn the streets to find him and I guess my stuffed animals. I'd smile and a hug, at least he gave me warmth. (Excerpt from the documentary: "The parallel worlds of childhood ", 2011, Andrea Battantier)
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