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Today has been...utterly terrifying. To start off, I spent a good portion of my morning chasing a moth half the size of my head around the house with a flyswatter in the attempt to kill it dead. Well, ok, mostly I was crouched on the floor in the fetal position screaming my head off while it flew around, but I put up a good attempt every once in a while and waved the swatter at it menacingly. In the end, my evil awesome kitty Church caught and ate it. Sure, I almost puked at the sound she made crunching it up, but I'd still say it was a win-win situation.
Then, after lunch, I had Dean laying on the floor practicing rolling over when my neice walks through the room and STEPS ON HIS HEAD. I have seriously never screamed so loud in my whole fucking life. I shoved her away when I saw it happening, but she still managed to step on his ear somehow and grind it into the floor. I was scared out of my mind and hysterically crying and Dean was crying and then Lee started crying. It was a mess. And I still wanna slap my neice stupid. I won't, but ohhh I want to.
To top it all off, about 20 minutes ago I could have sworn I heard someone walking up the steps to my bedroom, but of course there was no one, and I'm the only one awake and it's freaking me out. I keep hearing random bumps and knocks and omg I think my house is haunted. Where the fuck are Sam and Dean when you need them? *runs to go find salt*