That one day, I was alone in my house (this is in Malaysia). My house is a two-storey house, and I stayed upstairs for the whole time. Then I heard a lot of weird sounds and noises. Somehow I braced myself to go downstairs to...take a knife. Then I placed it under a sofa, in any case a burglar/thief/monster appeared. Man I am crazy. That's what I get for reading too much Hajime Kindaichi and Detective Conan. Thank you 9gag for letting me know that I am not the only one T_T Source here Owh yeah, the next day, my maid found the knife and took it downstairs. She must be wondering how did it get there, until today.
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