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I used to imagine that aliens were trying to kill me at all times and they just kept barely missing me with their fancy lasers and bombs and whatnot. Sometimes I would make very erratic unpredictable movements: sudden dives, random somersaults, sprinting, backpedaling, sprinting again, just to throw them off . When I wasn't making erratic movements, they would still miss because they would be expecting me to make an erratic movement. Eventually they started to believe I must have some sort of sixth sense they didn't know about because I was so good at dodging their invisible attacks, but really it was just an unbelievable series of coincidences. I caused them much frustration and confusi