Okay, so yesterday I got busted for staying up till one am on my laptop.
I was not happy.
My dad turned it off and turned the tv off, so I was just laying there in almost complete darkness *there was a little blue light from our cable box* and listening to my music with my headphones. I was the only one awake.
I had my music low enough so that I could fall asleep to it and it kept me from thinking about scary things while I was about to sleep. The bad thing about this was that I could hear if anything was happening behind me while I had my face to the back of the couch.
So I'm just laying there and over the music I could hear like a sniffing sound. I pressed the pause button and listened for a minute. And I was just laying there with my eyes open in horror
I could hear something sniffing around my living room *which is my room as I sleep on the couch* like a fucking dog
I don't own a dog.
My thoughts were like this "Ogod. It's the Rake. D: Don't turn your head around. Don't move or you will die."
After about five minutes of laying in the same exact position, I finally turned around and didn't see anything.
It took a while to go to sleep. I still don't know what was in my living room.
So, today my mom went and got us a membership to the YMCA.
I'm very, very happy about that.
So, since we'll be going for the first time tomorrow and then from then on, I probably won't be on DA as much.
D: Not so happy about that
So yeah, if you don't hear from me again after tonight, please assume I either drowned at the Y or was gruesomely eaten by The Rake.