I've been having horrible nightmares. I keep hearing someone whistling and I'm not able to sleep until 3 am. I can't tell the difference between spooky fun and horrifying small talk anymore, I'm so jaded. I want to die, I don't want to see these horrible things anymore. I look at the ceiling every 5 seconds to make sure there aren't limbs hanging from it. I'm surely a freak. I don't want to be crazy. I don't want to be scared anymore.