From when I was little, crowds have made me anxious. The press of people, the noise. I was a shy kid, and an introvert.
The one time we went to the circus — I must have been 6 — a pretty girl offered me a plastic hat and a chance to ride an elephant, but I shook my head, even after many attempts to convince me. Not a risk-taker, this one, so I missed my opportunity. When all the braver kids came dancing out at the end of the show, I regretted my caution.
I didn’t get a plastic hat, either.
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