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| - Yes, I'm paranoid. Yes, I'm heavily medicated, and well yes, I'm aware of the side effects. I know that the medication would give me extreme hallucinations and even exotic dreams with the occasional forgetfulness, but I would have never expected they would be to this extent. My mother usually works late nights at the studio as she is a photographer for an underground modeling agency that just adores working her to the bone. She has many cameras laying about her room - it screams, "Steal me," to the occasional intruder. We live in a decent neighborhood and even have an alarm so I highly doubt those cameras will be going anywhere. Tonight, I would be alone once again, in which it didn't surprise me anymore as I would spend it sitting around in my bedroom staring into my laptop monitor for hours on end. I took the many precautions of locking my door and also my window, but also making sure my bedroom lights were on. I'm not scared of the dark, just immensely paranoid as per usual. After slumping into my bed's comforter and ever so patiently waiting at my computer to fully start up, I visit YouTube.com. I must have forgotten to close the tab last time I was on it for it was already beginning to start a video, but this one wasn't one I happened to recognize. Some information of the usual givens were missing, such as views and uploaded times. Strangely enough, this video was marked as private, but I shrugged it off presuming I had found the link of a previously visited site. The video finally started to play when I noticed the lack of comments and such. It appeared to be someone approaching a sleeping woman who had been dreaming peacefully on a couch. The couch, background, and even person looked similar to those in my house I soon realized. "Is that... my mother? I murmured, questioning my own words before I paused the video as the camera was now looming over the woman. Whoever had been filming the video had such a steady hand as they approached with such smoothness that it could be mistaken as an add-in zoom effect from a video editor. They must have been good with cameras no doubt. I sprung off of my bed to look over the edge of the stairway, to see no lights were on downstairs in the living room, remembering how at least one or two lamps had been on in the video to provide the best lighting.
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