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One time, after watching the Ring (before i became more or less desensitized to it), i was already feeling a little creeped out. i woke up at 3 in the mornign and had to go to the bathroom. the door was open, and hanging from a hook in the middle was Bree's bathrobe with a dark towel. for a split second my sleep addled brain saw Samara standing right in front of me. It is probably the only time in my life that my rational mind was fuzzy enough to be completely convinced that a fictional character was RIGHT there. I actually experienced a second or two of absolute "I am going to die horribly" terror. i felt like an idiot afterwards.
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