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Three words:Buy A Pistol. I figure if my .40 cal can’t hurt it, it can’t be a physical thing and therefore can’t hurt me. Go out in the country somewhere where it’s safe and try this: Get a plastic gallon jug. Fill it with water and shoot it (from say, 30 feet away) with a .357 or even a .38. The results will astonish you; the jug will explode. That’s the kind of power you need! When I was younger and living alone, I’d walk through my house at night sometimes, checking to make sure that that noise I heard wasn’t a vampire, ghoul, or the feared ghost of my uncle Thomas (he was tortured to death by natives somewhere near New Guinea. Treasure hunting. We’re pretty sure that they ate him. Ya’ll all have relatives like this, right? I thought he might be haunting us because he was a violent guy. Child molester. You know.) or you could get one of the Ed Warren cult to visit your place to identify the demons that are no doubt living there. A quick exorcism-“Name yourself! What is your purpose here?” “I’m Carl. You know me, John Zaffis. We met in that townhouse in Boston. I’m just having a smoke, for crying out loud!” and your anxieties will disappear. But seriously, get a handgun with some uumph.