1. My cupboard door being open at night. It's adjacent to my bed, and I'm convinced that the minute I roll over so that I have my back to it, something will just out and eat me / murder me / steal my stress pig.
2. Touching the backs of objects if I can't see them. I mean like tables and sofas and stuff like that. What if there's a spider, a bit of sticky up wood that will jab me, or miscellaneous jellified insects from 1974?
3. Accidently putting my socks on inside out. Because I just know that my socks will invariably have random fluff on the outside, and the thought of THAT rubbing against my feet creeps me right out.
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