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I watched a dude drown when I was six. A friend of mine's brother blew his own head off with a shotgun when we were in 4th grade. Two girls I knew were remanded to foster care because their fathers were abusing them. Some arbitrary kid somewhere out being abducted by a stranger always seemed remote to me; the ready violence available to you from people you know and things you do normally always seemed more pressing.