Excessive Worrying: Things That Go Bump in The Night

hi there! i am using blogger to calm myself down, because they always say that writing about it makes you feel better. though i'm not quite sure if that works with fears, because then it just makes you think about them more and it's not a very good distraction at all and i'm certain i'll die any minute now.

you see, i've been having a bit of a problem with sleeping recently. it's because of these inexplicable scenarios that keep creeping up in that mind o' mine. within the past three weeks or so, i have steadily been getting more and more afraid of ridiculous things. i have had the laundry room light on for the last couple of days to shed some light on my room, but i'm not sure if light would help or hurt me. it all depends on the creature that's trying to kill me, you know? real life murderers would see me so much easier and would come stab me in my bed or whatever. but if we're thinking, you know, implausible, impossible critters from movies and novels and such, the light could help me! there's one scary thing in particular that goes toward the light and leaves everything else alone, and that's this scary dead nurse thing from the movie Silent Hill. there were a bunch of them, and they moved jerkily and swung at the main character with rusty syringes and other scary hospital tools. sure, that's just one example, but i'm sure there is some other one.

i kind of don't want to sleep in my room tonight. we live across the street from the cemetery, you see, and my room is in the scary, damp basement and i'm afraid that a zombie would somehow either be buried beneath my house and dig through my floor or a zombie would dig all the way from the cemetery to my wall. either way, the basement is a scary place. but what about the middle floor?! there are so many large windows to break in through! OH GOD WHAT ABOUT THE CRAWL SPACE I AM NEVER SLEEPING IN MY ROOM AGAIN.

it would help if a certain boy would remember that, before he went to georgia for a week, he used to let me call him and would convince me that i was not in any danger at all. catch my drift, boy?

ashley is helping now. we're making cracks about zombies on twitter, and i'm feeling a bit less afraid of these impossible monsters. i might have the nerve to sleep in my room, but only if i take this metal baseball bat with me. my brother, eric, told me that a golf club would not help in a zombie invasion, and because of his explanation, i don't think a baseball bat would help much, either. but i can fend off other things with a baseball bat, right? but shit, i'm more afraid of zombies than anything else tonight. i don't want to go to sleep! but i don't want to stay up and fret all morning, either. it's already past midnight... SHIT THE ZOMBIES WOKE UP NINETEEN MINUTES AGO, I AM GOING T