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Strange Occurrences

I woke up last night with somewhat of an existential crisis? I was blinking but I couldn't feel it. I was breathing, but it didn't feel right. Like I didn't need to breathe to keep living. It was an odd experience, but I just kinda went back to sleep.

I woke up again around 4am. I'm not gonna lie, sometimes I sleep with the teddy bear I got from a friend on Valentine's day. But like. I woke up and it was sitting straight up, hanging off of the couch somewhat by its heart at the front. Staring in my direction. I have a fear of dolls or anything doll-like in general, so I chucked it onto the table.

It was hard to go back to sleep. I had this looming sense of dread wash over me, like someone was around. I was so scared, I woke up my dog for comfort just so I could get up and turn the lights on...