I can't tell if this is just my paranoia and anxiety clashing together or not.
I remember when I was taking apart my Gameboy, then I accidentally touched battery acid. I didn't feel anything, but I was still scared. It got on my thumb, and I accidentally touched my finger, my finger started burning. Water couldn't cure it at all. It actually made it worse. I put rubbing alcohol and a bandaid on it, since I was home alone. I still have scars from that.
I woke up on a Saturday. I heard a loud noise, like one of my notebooks falling. My head was already under the blanket, so I got scared. I couldn't see what it was, and I didn't want to see what it was. I put a bunch of stuff under my bed, so I heard noises from under my bed. I wanted to call 911, but, I have a tablet. I finally notice the time, 3:36 Am. I finally got the guts to get out of the blanket. My doors open. That was recent. That was only the start of my paranoia.
I'm paranoid now, but a few days ago, I kept zoning out. Like staring at my radio, or at my tablet. The violin starts to play, like the one in the song, Ballad Of The Cats. It wasn't in my mind. I could hear it, like it was coming from something, but still in my mind. When ever I moved or made a noise it stopped. I usually make noises or scream as a reality check. Im afraid.
2:25 Am. I just ended a ten hour call with my best friend. I heard a weird noise, from my easel. I look over and my notebook fell. Graviy couldn't have just made that fall. It was leaning on something. I obviously got scared, it was 2 Am, my room is almost pitch black, and no one was around. Next, my ps2 game stack fell. At this point I just forced myself to fall asleep.
I feel like I'm being haunted.
