panic attack
So at Tyler’s we made a late night dinner and watched tv. Tyler went to sleep and I went to look for baby Dexter so I could sleep too but I couldn’t find him anywhere. I was walking down the stairs to try and find him and there he was, sitting at the stairs listening to this scratching sound coming from the wall. Now I’m hearing screeching and I’m going to throw up holy shit. I tried to wake up Tyler but he thinks this is not an emergency and keeps telling me it’s nothing. Since when are noises coming out of the wall nothing?!?!
AND WHEN HAVE I EVER DISTURBED THE PEACE UNLESS ABSOLUTELY NECESSARY?
I’m scared for my life. This could be a ghost or WORSE a RAT.
