So what is with these house noises? I was down stairs today and I almost lost my lunch I was so scared! I actually herd people walking around, in my house (this is not an auditory hallucination), yet when I went up stairs there was nobody to be seen.
The worst part about these said 'noises' is that they happen mostly right before I go to bed, and right after reading the complete works of MR. Steven King, (yes I read his complete works every night). So naturally my head is filled with childhood fears of clowns! And dead pets and high schoolers who burn down there gyms! It is very traumatic to have these noises combined with my thoughts!
So what are these noises? Where do they come from? What is there purpose? The answer? I have no clue. I am currently working on some crazy way of getting rid of them forever and ever (witch is a pretty long time). So far I have come up with a few ideas; one burn my house and live in a tent on my front lawn, the pros of this idea are that I could collect the insurance money from the house and go to Hawaii! The cons of burning down my house are that after I came back from Hawaii I would be arrested for some sort of arson! So that idea was thrown out, but I was able to come up with a couple more, the second idea; spending like 300,0p00 (the p is Greek for "a number so huge nobody knows what it is) on a huge home sound system, I would crank it so loud that I could only hear the music and not the noises! The cons of this idea is that the neighbors would have me arrested for disturbing the peace. The pros are that when the police tried to tell me "get into the car" I would not be able to here them. I came up with one last idea; move to Texas. The pros (or pro) would be that people would no longer mess with me because everybody knows you just don't mess with Texas! The con would be that my new house would still most likely make noise.
So after all that you are most likely wondering "why did he chose Texas?" Good question, I myself don't know, I think it was the first state that popped into my head. Also I think that A1 company gives discounts to Texas residents, I should look into that.
I have asked others about this noise and they said that it was my heating or imagination, but I am shore it is people walking around in my house! I am settled on that, there are people who walk around in my house, and nobody can make me change my mind. Since I can not change my mind I decided to kind of just redo the image that I get when I here the people walking around... Instead of a three headed mass murder who likes to eat peoples large intestine raw, I changed my image of who it is, I changed it to somebody I know. I now picture my elderly neighbor down the street walking around in my house; I think he lives in one of the boxes that was never unpacked.
Friday, February 10, 2006
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