Home alone,thoughts come rushing for company and hits one after another.Thoughts that are scary,thoughts of facts,thoughts of experience,thoughts of an unexpected situation,thoughts of all sizes,shapes and weird colors.The adrenaline rushes through the entire system shouting just one word 'flight'.The brain signals and the eyes wander,wander here and there looking for a possible clue that could prove the thoughts.The alert system waves a red flag all set ready to fly. The heart reassures that nothing will happen longing for someone,but very weak to accept any slightest movement around. Such is the state of the extremely paranoid about the unseen.
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