I wake up to a strange noise.
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WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!?
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My mind jumps to the obvious choice.
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That's when the paranoia sets in.
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FREDDY KRUGER!
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I start to notice all the boogie men hot place in my room.
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I come to an executive decision.
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Now while I'm thinking of ways Freddy Kruger is going to kill me, I notice a pattern.
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I come to the conclusion that the swing set has fallen over and the wind is making it hit the house. This calms me a bit and the creepy serial clears my mind.
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Then there's a creepy noise.
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I make another completely sane choice for the sound.
FREDDY KRUGER!!
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Then it hits me I am not going back to sleep. I've scared my self too much for that.
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Gosh you know whats worse I'm even more scared the wind picked up so the serial-killer-trying-to-get-into-our-house-sound is even louder and scarier. It doesn't help that I had to look up that picture of Freddy Kruger and there are three of the creepiest trees standing out side my bedroom window.
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It's gonna be a hard night.
UPDATE: Rain picked up paranoid as hell right now.
UPDATE: My good for nothing cat ditched me.
UPDATE: Who new the bell on Steeve the cats neck could be so terrifying.
UPDATE: Have you ever done that thing in which a friend tells a scary story acout a clawed killer and you end up having scratch marks on your back because your mind thinks it so it happens. I just did that TO MY SELF. Who do you know who has ever done that? I feel itchy.