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		<title>By: thegayrecluse</title>
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		<description>When one of my nieces was very young -- say around 2 -- she was also oddly afraid of me. Whenever I would visit, she would run away and cry, which was unnerving to say the least, as I generally am a good player with kids and get along fine with them (I have 10 zillion nieces and nephews, so have plenty o&#039; experience). As it turned out, it was just a phase and now we get along famously, but at the time we (as in her parents and I) speculated that she was probably afraid of  me because she didn&#039;t know me that well and yet sensed how close I was to her father (i.e., my brother), which was very confusing to her.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When one of my nieces was very young &#8212; say around 2 &#8212; she was also oddly afraid of me. Whenever I would visit, she would run away and cry, which was unnerving to say the least, as I generally am a good player with kids and get along fine with them (I have 10 zillion nieces and nephews, so have plenty o&#8217; experience). As it turned out, it was just a phase and now we get along famously, but at the time we (as in her parents and I) speculated that she was probably afraid of  me because she didn&#8217;t know me that well and yet sensed how close I was to her father (i.e., my brother), which was very confusing to her.</p>
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