Good evening and welcome back to Nighty Night with Robbie a Chaudhary. Bedtime stories

to keep you awake. I'm DJ Lu Bell, the shows producer. Tonight's tale is a story so

spooky. It will scare the demons out of you. Please enjoy dead exorcists.

Right so you asked me about my best memory and worst memory and I've been thinking about it but

frankly it wasn't a hard choice to make. They're both really wrapped up together because actually

they happened back to back. It's still really hard to talk about but it is a story that's

long overdue to tell. So this happened in 2002 and I had just turned 13. I was a freshman at Paris

High in Paris, Kentucky, one of 196 students. You know I never had trouble with school but I didn't

have many friends. I wasn't seen as weird except by myself and I later got told that everybody

kind of thought of me as background scenery, you know, one of life's extras. I get what they're

saying. I've definitely felt that way about myself before. When I think about that era of my life

I just remember being anxious all the time. I don't know if it felt this way to you but to me it

seemed like life was caked in fear. The president declared war on global terror. People were getting

anthrax in the mail. I think the beltway sniper was at it that year. I lived in the bible belt

and preachers were warning crowds of thousands of the signs were all there and judgment day would

soon be upon us. Every adult around me seemed to be like just steadily sinking into a darker mood.

Things seemed bad and it seemed like they would only get worse. That was like the general feeling I

always carried. I mean I've had anxiety as far back as I can remember but this was when it was at

its worst. I was absolutely terrified of being alone anywhere. I had to sleep with the light on.

I could barely speak to people strangers especially without my voice getting caught in my throat.

My mom told me that I'd be getting some new classmates that year from the Catholic middle school we

had nearby. I could hardly breathe in the weeks leading up to school starting I was so nervous

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