I did not sleep well last night.
Saturday, I spent a very lazy day catching up on TV shows, and watching movies. And, because one movie isn’t enough, a friend suggested we also watch Paranormal Activity.
(Just to give you an idea, if you’re not already familiar with the film.)
He’d recently seen it in the theater, knew that the premise freaked me out, but convinced me that it would be better to watch it during the day, online, with company, so as to lessen the fear factor.
That was a good idea – in theory.
But by the time we finished the movie, it was dark out and I was hearing strange noises from every which way. So I went out that night, determined to take my mind off things, and hoping that a few drinks would help me fall asleep.
I figured the first night after would be the hardest, so I wasn’t particularly concerned when I got in bed last night. But oh.my.god.
I couldn’t close my eyes, because I kept seeing images from the movie.
I heard little noises coming from my dishwasher, some of which I’d heard before, but then others that I never had.
I heard knocking, and tapping, and footsteps. And creaking, and humming, and whirring.
I don’t know how I finally fell asleep, but I did not sleep well. Frankly, even thinking about certain parts now still gives me chills.
And even as someone who enjoys scary/eerie movies, I’m just so thankful that I didn’t see this in the theater.
If I had, I’d doubt I’d be able to fall asleep at all.