[...He knew he'd never been to college, so that one was a lie. He'd been to that cliff before, many times - so that one was real. The others... he didn't recognize the people in them. He hadn't thought about home much while he was here, other than wishing he had his own bed and the privacy of his room back. But... These made him realize there was something missing. He'd lived in that house his entire life. But he didn't remember anyone else living there. He couldn't have been on his own that entire time, could he? Wouldn't someone have noticed?]
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