So, for some strange reason, last night i couldn’t sleep till very late. I felt completely wide awake so, at about 2 or 3 in the morning, I was just sitting in my armchair in my little living room thinking random thoughts all to myself. This is the moment when I realized that I watch too many episodes of “A Haunting” and that I’m terribly afraid of ghosts (of all shapes and sizes). i heard the faucet in my bathroom turn on. All. By. Itself. Or, at least what sounded like the faucet… Anyways, in my 4-in-the-morning state of mind, I proceeded to panic. My eyes widened, heart began to race, fingers clawed the armrest in fear, and my body (nearly) completely froze. I sat staring at the hallway praying to God that I wouldn’t come to a horrible end in the next few minutes. Finally, to my rescue, came my trusty little voice of reason (who isn’t always so trusty and doesn’t like to appear too often). I began to think “oh, wait, it sounds more like its coming from that closet…where the water heater is…which is probably supposed to make that noise…”. But! how come I’ve never heard this before? Voice-in-my-head, i don’t think…..oh yeah, I’ve never actually stayed up till 4 in the morning before. Ok, you’re right, there are no ghosts.
So, by now all I want is the comforts of my bed. But, this basement (yeah, i live in a basement) is still creepy as all get-out. Somehow, I made it to my bedroom alive and proceeded to shut and lock the door frantically behind me (cause, yeah, I’m still kinda ‘fraid of the dark…). Then I jumped in bed and watched random stuff on youtube till I fell asleep. And me and the ghosts lived happily ever after. Just kidding, there are no ghosts. The only one I share my room with is my trusty wolf spider (that I don’t actually trust). But, that’s a whole other story.