When I’m at my apartment, every time I am going to bed, the thought crosses my mind, “What if someone breaks in and rapes me?!” That’s the worry I have at school. It’s possible. I know it’s not common or likely, but it’s possible and it’s my worst fear, so whatever.
But when I am home and going to bed there are two fears that plague me. The first is the same as the previous one I stated, but the second is, “What if I wake up in the morning and my dad is dead?” Like, seriously. What am I supposed to do? Go in there and see if he is alive and then like… call the cops? Do you call the cops when you find a dead person? Yea, right? Anyway… yea. Those are just a couple of reasons why I have trouble falling asleep at night.
Now y’all know how morbid and weird I am. CONGRATULATIONS ON REACHING THIS LEVEL OF HONESTY!
