The Ghost and Mr. Chicken

OOOH man. I've decided I'm not going to see the Excorsism of Emily Rose. Last Wednesday I was watching this show called "Ghost Hunters" on the Sci-Fi channel. I guess people call up this team and say their house is haunted and then this team comes to their house and stays the night to watch for "supernatural activity" aka GHOSTS. So the whole time I'm watching this I'm trying to convince myself. "Dave this is just a show. You are not scared. They explain everything scientifically so later on you will not be afraid. Of course during the show I'm totally buying all of the crap I'm selling myself. I actually was not scared during the show, BUT later on is a different story....
Zoom to my bedroom if you dare......The time is 3:00am, I awake from a deep sleep and all of the sudden I'm no longer tired. The covers are pulled to my chin and I'm looking around my room and I swear I see something in my closest. All of the sudden I realize that I have totally messed myself up by watching "Ghost Hunters". My mind does not want to explain away everything scientifically. My mind is hearing doors slam and shadows move, and every so often I heard clicking sounds coming from my hallway or maybe my room...... Needless to say I didn't fall back alseep until 5:00am. That morning I talked to my dad and he said the wind blew the door shut and he let the dog out around 4:30 in the morning. Explaining all the crazy noises. I guess that shows what an over active imagination can do.