I don't know where I should begin with at all, but I think I'll try. It was Monday. You have to know that I'm a 19-year-old college student which has some sleep problems. So, I stayed up long at night as usual, which I had to pay for with tiredness the next day. However, I thought it was worth it, as I enjoyed being alone awake at night. I often read books or played video games during the night, and so the night always passed over quickly. But it was the last night before school would start. So, I went to bed at 3 am. But I couldn't sleep, which wasn't unusual after the holidays, because I was just too nervous about school. Well, the day won't be exhausting at all.  2 lessons of PE, one lesson of English and one of Physics. The afternoon would then be made up by a Spanish lesson and 2 lessons of History. The Monday wasn't bad at all, I would finish as at 3.40 PM as early as on Friday, the two only days I would finish that early, but the problem was, Monday was also the first day after the holidays and after the weekend. So, I wasn't motivated at all for school this day. And PE for the beginning of the day wouldn't improve that at all. As I laid awake in my bed, I thought back at my holidays. I had 2 weeks of spring vacation. But those 2 weeks of spring vacation differed from all other ones I had before. Normally I would go up at 2-3pm then play games until 5 am and then go to bed. But not in those 2 weeks.

In the last week of school before the holidays, I just finished the book I was reading, which was a crime novel by Chris Carter. I normally read something different after I finished one book. And because I liked to listen to creepypastas on the Internet, I thought of trying to read a horror book. After I already read Holly and the Institute by Stephen King, I thought of trying a new book of him. This time something which would scare me. You have to know that I have a tick, that I have to buy all the books I want to read, going to library and lend it out wouldn't work. But on that Friday, the last day before the holidays, I went to the library in the free lesson which I had after the lunch break. I did this because I knew from the library catalogue which the school had on their homepage, that they would have IT by Stephen King in their Library. I didn't know a lot of this book before, despite being a horror story where a clown would kill children. So, I grabbed the book from the library shelf and started reading it. The book was kind of boring at first, but when the first scary scene came, the book hooked me. But sadly, the free lesson was already over, and I had to go to my lesson. I had two German lessons where we watched a movie about the Rwanda massacre, which was about the book we read in class. During break, I thought about IT and looked online how to order it, the only problem was, I would have to wait until the next week before I could start the book. Luckily, I could convince my parents, which always went shopping on Friday evening, that they would visit a bookstore, but as they didn't have IT, I asked them to bring me Pet Sematary, also by Stephen King. Yes, I was disappointed, but at least it was another Stephen King Horror Story, and as the back cover of the book promised it would be one of the most terrifying books, Stephen King had ever written, so I was thrilled. As soon as my parents came back home, I started reading, and soon they went to bed. There was a long introduction to the characters, and I was the whole time thinking something like: "Please get a scary book, and please don't be scary, I still want to sleep". I haven't read a horror book, nor have I seen a horror movie yet. All I knew was, that some say, they couldn't sleep after some horror books or horror films, which I thought was BS. Like, how could a book or a movie give you nightmares, although you know it was fictional.

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So I continued reading, and the book built a disturbing and unsettling atmosphere. I checked my alarm clock, which told me it was already 0.43 AM. Despite that, I continued reading the book, when I suddenly creeped out. My heart was in my mouth as I heard the bottle containing my Ice Tea popped back into shape with a bang.  After I have calmed down a bit, I continued with reading.  But when I heard the marten scratching in the roof (we had this animal living involuntarily in our roof for more than a year now) I laid the book down, as I was scared to see into the eyes of the marten during the middle of the night (my room is situated directly under the roof, and it has a built-in skylight. I also had eye contact with a marten before at exactly this skylight). I then continued to play some games, before I went to bed. Furthermore, I then continued reading the book the next day and finished it on Sunday. I liked the book, though I didn't find it scary at all. I just was scared by my environment and the thought of, that the book will be very scary (I read the rest of the book during daylight btw, as I was too scared). But on Monday I have already continued reading a new book, another crime novel by Chris Carter. Always when I was disappointed by another book, I just picked up a book by Chris Charter and all my reading problems were blown away. However.... ring-ring. I saw onto my alarm clock, it was already 5.30 AM. I haven't slept at all. (At least I thought that).