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Laying on an old gravel road, my whole body was shaking furiously because of the cool night and the fact that I was laying by myself on a dead end road surrounded by woods. As a child, coyotes were my worst fear. They haunted me with their powerful howls that were magnified by numbers in the dark. Every night when a friend and I would have to head home we would meet at the end of our long driveways. We would count to three and run towards our house. Then briefly we would make sure the other friend survived before...