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Ever since I was a child I used to work at papa's slaughter house. I grew
up working there and when my daddy died after being stamped on by
three untamely beasts, I took over his business. From that day onwards
we killed 20-a-day until there were none left. This was to make sure that my daddy's killers ended up as minced beef. But after the last one,
Marvin, had met the axe I found myself getting scared at night, feeling as
though there was some form of presence about me.
The fear of ghost cows is called, as far as I know; bovinospiraphobia.
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