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After a few months… the boy completely forgot everything. No more strange stories. No more “other family.” His mom felt relieved. Until one night… she heard him talking in his room. Like he was having a conversation. She opened the door and asked, “Who are you talking to?” He looked confused and sa…

After a few months… the boy completely forgot everything. No more strange stories. No more “other family.” His mom felt relieved. Until one night… she heard him talking in his room. Like he was having a conversation. She opened the door and asked, “Who are you talking to?” He looked confused and said, “The old me.” Then pointed to the corner… where nothing was there. After that night… he never mentioned it again.