Some quirks aren't so quirky.
I haven't slept in my room in over 7 months. Every night, instead, I sleep on the floor in the upstairs living room. Last night I was laying in bed (aka, the floor) and I started thinking about my actual bed. I wondered what it would be like to just go back in there and fall asleep in it... but I couldn't bring myself to do it. The thought of sleeping in that room creeps me out more than you know.
See, about a month before I stopped sleeping in there I kept having very strange and often emotionally disturbing dreams. I would wake up with the most upsetting thoughts in my head... It all lead up to one night when I woke up and began clumsily trying to find the person in my room. I can't explain it... I just woke up and I *knew* someone was in the room, kinda like when you know someone is looking at you. I was half asleep and very out of it, but when I really came to I saw what I was doing. I was looking for someone in my room. At 2am. I was really upset about it all (as this wasn't the first strange thing to happen in there) and grabbed my pillow and blanket and crashed on the floor of the living room, where I had slept every other time something creepy happened. Over the next three months my mom hounded me (and even got to the point of screaming at me) about why I wouldn't sleep in my bed. I told her that I was just going through a phase and that it wouldn't be too long before I was sleeping in there again. Now she's finally stopped asking...
I don't mind going in there to grab clothes or search for a book, but I won't sleep in there. The dog, when laying near my chair, will look into my room and growl in a low, unsure manner. It's like she can't see what she's growling at, and she's not even sure why she's growling, but she gets a very bad feeling from that room. Dogs are instinctual like that, and I'm not one to disregard instincts. I know there's something in that room, but I have no idea what it is or what it's intentions are (if it even *can* have intentions). I don't know why it's only in my room, or why it doesn't affect me when I sleep in the upstairs living room, not 15 feet from my bed. I'm willing to let it have a room all to itself, because I'm plenty comfortable on the floor.
This sounds stupid, I know. I don't care, actually... this was just a little explaination for all of you who question why I sleep on the floor.
See, about a month before I stopped sleeping in there I kept having very strange and often emotionally disturbing dreams. I would wake up with the most upsetting thoughts in my head... It all lead up to one night when I woke up and began clumsily trying to find the person in my room. I can't explain it... I just woke up and I *knew* someone was in the room, kinda like when you know someone is looking at you. I was half asleep and very out of it, but when I really came to I saw what I was doing. I was looking for someone in my room. At 2am. I was really upset about it all (as this wasn't the first strange thing to happen in there) and grabbed my pillow and blanket and crashed on the floor of the living room, where I had slept every other time something creepy happened. Over the next three months my mom hounded me (and even got to the point of screaming at me) about why I wouldn't sleep in my bed. I told her that I was just going through a phase and that it wouldn't be too long before I was sleeping in there again. Now she's finally stopped asking...
I don't mind going in there to grab clothes or search for a book, but I won't sleep in there. The dog, when laying near my chair, will look into my room and growl in a low, unsure manner. It's like she can't see what she's growling at, and she's not even sure why she's growling, but she gets a very bad feeling from that room. Dogs are instinctual like that, and I'm not one to disregard instincts. I know there's something in that room, but I have no idea what it is or what it's intentions are (if it even *can* have intentions). I don't know why it's only in my room, or why it doesn't affect me when I sleep in the upstairs living room, not 15 feet from my bed. I'm willing to let it have a room all to itself, because I'm plenty comfortable on the floor.
This sounds stupid, I know. I don't care, actually... this was just a little explaination for all of you who question why I sleep on the floor.