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When I was very young, I had a recurring nightmare. I would describe it as something "trickling" but built and built until it overwhlemed me and everyone else. In eleventh grade, my class was watching a documentary in history. They showed a commercial for LBJ - it was a little girl pulling the petals off of a daisy, counting down from ten as she plucked each petal. When she got to five there was a voice over of a "rocket-type" countdown, which ended with a nuclear explosion. Sitting in class, I almost cried with fright - it was my childhood nightmare.