Goosebumps

I don't know what to make of this, but it's all true...

If I wake up during the night and have to go downstairs to get a drink of water, the instant my foot hits the third stair from the bottom, what hair I have on the back of my neck stands up, and my skin crawls. It doesn't get any worse, and I don't see or hear anything spooky-wooky-wooky, but it happens every time, and now if I wake during the night I usually decide to stay thirsty. (Yes, I know I could bring a glass of water up with me when I go to bed, but that's not the point, and you know it.)

And there's more: I was working at my computer a couple of weeks ago. It was about five pm, so it was dark outside. I had headphones on, so I was a little isolated from the world, as it were, but out of the corner of my eye I saw my step-daughter Cassie come into the office. What was strange, though, was that she ducked down under the desk behind me (there are two desks in my home office.) I turned around, thinking that she was fooling around, and (you've probably guessed this one already) there was nobody there.

Now here's the thing. I DON'T BELIEVE IN THIS STUFF! AND I WANT TO BE ABLE TO GET TO MY KITCHEN AT NIGHT WITHOUT FEELING LIKE A SCARED FOUR-YEAR-OLD!

Maybe it's acid flashbacks from the 70s. And I thought I'd got away with it.