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i watched a neighbor's house one week when i was younger, opening and shutting the blinds for them while they were gone, and on their mantle they had 3 porcelain dolls. I swear those creepy little bitches were staring at me the whole time. I would run around, open the blinds as fast as i could, then run the hell out of the house and run home. Didnt feel safe until i saw my parents....
I also used to freak myself out taking the trash out at night (i still do this sometimes and im 27....). I would imagine a werewolf tearing ass behind me, trying to catch up and klill me. I would end up sprinting to the front door, and if i had locked it, i would be shaking the whole time i unlocked it. i would also slam the door behind me once i was in.
last thing: A few months ago, i was walkinjhg out of my room. Right outside my door is the bathroom door. we have one of those towel/robe racks hanging off of it. My fiance's robe (which is light pink) and a green towel were hanging from the same hook. in the moonlight, it looked like a white dress and black, long hair.
I For a split second, my heart stopped. i thought Samara had come for me.
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