I hate being alone. And if you're like me, the thought of silence in an empty house is enough to make you nervous.
Every shadow looks like an intruder while every noise seems evil.
So, I fill the emptiness with familiar noises. I don't know when I started to hate being alone. Maybe it was high school. My insecurity made me think I was not popular if I sat home on a Saturday night. Or maybe it was because my house got broken into when I was in the fourth grade.