teks `The rarest 3rd story I have is when I was in primary school, my family and I slept in the living room, with me at the end facing the entrance of the house (I slept on my left side), then my younger sibling (on their right side), followed by my mother and father. To make the story short, I used to wake up in the middle of the night and one time I woke up (still lying down) in the dark and felt around to see if my sibling was using the blanket, but they weren't there. So I cried because the blanket was gone, and suddenly I felt a hand on my right shoulder. I froze, couldn't breathe, and stared at the ceiling without blinking. I knew it wasn't my sibling because they were sleeping on their side and their arm couldn't reach my shoulder. I don't know how long it lasted, but it felt like a long time. Eventually, I felt like I was going to have a seizure, so I mustered up the courage to scream and woke up my sibling, mother, and father. I snuck in between them and cried myself to sleep. My father asked me what happened, but I couldn't tell him. I just said, "I'll tell you tomorrow." The result is that I always sleep with the blanket up to my shoulders.`, kelaskan texts {harassment, self-harm, religion insult, sexist, hate, racist, safe for work, psychiatric or mental illness, porn} dan pulangkan dalam bentuk JSON {'label'}
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