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So, now I am residing in a half-furnished house. Is it half full or half empty? Ah, nevermind. Well, hardwood floors and empty walls have a way of echoing sounds and oddly shaping them as they travel from room to room. Sitting downstairs, I must admit that I hear funky sounds from the rooms above, almost like footsteps, items dropping, and doors closing.
So what is a thirty-one year old man supposed to do?
I am not sure, but a friend of mine makes fun of me when I tell her that I run in the bedroom, close the door, lock it, jump in bed, grab my teddy bear, switch on the tv with the clapper, and try to sleep. I wake up midway through the night and realize that I have to do number one, but I hold it until morning, cause I know that ghosts do not have any scaring power during the daytime.
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