I’m certain of it.  I can feel it, like something in this room isn’t right.  Whenever weird things happen, I’m usually in the room by myself, or if I’m not, strange things only happen on my side of the room.  Every morning that I’ve woken up for the past three days, the stack of books on my desk, have been completely knocked over.  They’re not in a weird, unstable position or anything, but they are completely knocked over.  Always in the same position.  And I’ve been having these weird nightmares for the past week, and at first I thought that my anxiety issues were worming their way into my dreams, but these nightmares are different, it’s like they’re trying to tell me something.  And tonight, literally TONIGHT, I was asleep, but not so asleep that I could’ve been dreaming, and I felt something spring across my body like a cat, which is weird because I keep thinking I’m seeing a cat in the room, while I’m totally sober no less.  Then shortly after that I heard something calling out to me and then it tried to touch me.  I literally reached out and smacked it away, and that’s what completely woke me up.

Obviously this all sounds like the ramblings of someone insane, but this shit is really happening and it’s freaking me the fuck out.