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Paranoia

One time I got really high in my room while I was home alone. I started panicking because I could hear footsteps around the apartment, and my cat was on the bed, so he wasn’t the culprit. I nervously checked the house like the first person to die in every horror movie and returned to my room. I heard them again: bump, bump, bump. At this point, I grabbed my taser and zapped it, freaking out and hoping the ghost/intruder would worry about being tased in the throat. After hearing nothing, I settled back in until the sound bumped again. I listened harder and realized the sound was my own pounding heartbeat when I settled into silence in my room, and I really was home alone. LOL.

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