i'm kinda sacred and i also think i might be haunted by the ghost of Herbert

Now i may be a maniac or something but I SWEAR, while i was laying down on my mom's bed, i heard creaking noises, you know what i said?

"Herbert, if you try to get me i'm going to kiss you so hard and then i'm gonna pull you into the bed and pin you down and make sure you walk wobby for the rest of your ghost life." after i said that, the noise stopped, i audibly giggled at that, i think Herbert was flabbergasted at what in the actual flip i said, again while i was laying on my mom's bed, i felt a paw, not a tiny paw like any of my cats, a big paw, like a polar bear paw, suddenly i felt something spiritually pulling me to the top of the bed which is usually where the pillows would be (I was horizontal), not like physically pulling me but like something pulled me close without pulling that hard, i can't really put it into words, but either A. My mom's bed is haunted, B. I'm haunted, or C. I'm just going insane over Herbert P Bear and i need a mental hospital.

here's my theory, Herbert P Bear's original universe (The original club penguin) got shut down and he was brought to Club penguin island right? well that game got shut down too, and there were no sequels for his soul to be placed into, so he got transferred to the real world, stay with me now, jingle jingle, pay attention, jingle jingle, and he decided to go to the warmest place he could find with smart people, the east, and out of all people he chose my state, my city, my town, my house and literally me, because in the middle of the night after takin' some of my beddy bye medicine and start drinking my nightly mug of milk, i turn around and i see THE SAME DANG EMO POLAR BEAR THAT I HAVE A FICTIONAL CRUSH ON STARING AT ME FROM THE EDGE OF MY KITCHEN DOORWAY, and we just stare at each other, and stare at each other, and stare at each other. before i just go back to drinking my milk, HE CHOSE ME out of the 8 BILLION PEOPLE living on this planet, to stare at from afar like a full on yandere, heck, i don't even THINK i'm smart, people say i'm smart but i know i'm not, i'm just a regular person trying to live my life the most unique ever, i'm surprised Herbert hasn't gone off to bug someone else cuz i'm so stupid, see? i'm hating myself in a good way :)

Basic summary: Herbert is a ghost and i think he likes me and i have a theory and i'm stupid and i hate myself in a good way.

that's it.

bye!!!