There's someone under your bed.
"No there isn't, i checked before i laid down" i respond with my eyes closed, sleep just a breath away.
Yes there is, open your eyes and check. You'll see I'm right.
"You're not, I checked already"
They came in when you laid down.
They insist.
"The door is locked, i checked before i laid down, no one is in here but me"
How can you be so sure? , maybe they were behind the door.
" i would have seen them" now I'm trying to convince myself.
Not if when you turned your back to go to the bed they crawled under your bed.
I have lost.
I acknowledge my loss and climb to the edge of the bed to peer under it and when i get back to my original position i am no longer comfortable and the sleep has left my eyes.
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Conversations with my OCD
Short StoryI am ashamed to say that these are the daily conversations that i have in my head.
