Entries with tag "paranoia"

Gah, that was creepy. My family is out so I'm alone in the house. We're out of good cereals out in the kitchen, but we keep a few other cereals in the hallway by the bedrooms in the back of the house, so I went back there to see what we had. As I was looking through the cereals, I heard a noise in my dad's office, but since everyone is out, I assumed it was my dog, Chelsea. But it sounded like someone rummaging around through files, so I went into the office to see who it was. Oddly, there was no one there, not even Chelsea.

I then walked back out into the hallway, and I turned to find Chelsea standing at the end of the dark hallway, regarding me quietly.

Now, there's no reason for that to be scary — Chelsea is 15 years old, arthritic, deaf, and suffers from liver problems. In her current state she'd have trouble causing damage to a quadraplegic, masochistic doormouse. But to suddenly find her staring at me silently, almost maliciously, it felt just like a scene from a Stephen King movie, like Chelsea was about to make a leap for my jugular and I'd have to run and lock the door behind me in terror. It was totally one of those moments from movies where someone turns to see what's behind them, and it's nothing, and then they turn back and the bad guy is standing right in front of them and the soundtrack suddenly gets loud and you spill your popcorn.

I now have all the lights on.