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i couldnt sleep well last night. all thanks to dawn and nizam.
see, they were talking about ghost stories. so now i get freaked out easily. i dont dare look into the mirror. l dashed into my room when i found out i was alone in the living room. i had an ueventful sleep and curled myself up. and yesh, i dunno whether i was imagining or not, but i heard tinkling sounds and some slithery movements.
thankfully i only need to close on ear tightly.
ARGH. i need to detox my brain.