A penny for your thoughts?

I walk down the hallway to my room, turning the lights off as i go and as each one dies it feels as though im allowing someone to get that much closer to me. it feels like they could stand right behind me, and i cant look back and check, so i keep moving foward, keep turning out more lights. i get into my room and im in the dark in my bed and i start hearing noises; the party going on downthe street, the dog outside, the house cooling down as the temperature drops, and all i can do is think "i know the origins of these noises, but what if im wrong?". and i make the mistake of looking around my room and i start seeing things, i swear i can see a figure in my room, and its not like when people see something in the corner, because this is right in the centre of my room, and so i shrink back into my bed with only from my neck up above the covers because i need to keep a look out for danger, even though i cant bring myself to open my eyes. and im lying there trying not to move, because moving is encouraging whatevers not there to come closer. and the noises increase in volume, and i swear im about to choke on my heart because it's sure as hell leapt into my throat. and i know deep down that nothings there but it doesnt matter. and the more i curl up the more room ive allowed the nonexistant person, and i cant uncurl because i might touch them which would confirm their existance. so i lay there, frozen in fear and it's like schrodinger's cat and it's a box i don't want to open, because what if the cat's alive? it's stupid andi'm completely aware of how uncool this is, but i've never claimed to be anything else.