Maxigumee

Okay. So, last night, I decided to take a break from sleeping on the pull out mattress in my sister’s room. Since the end of summer, she’s been having me sleep in there because sleeping in a room by herself scares her….. or something. So, I went to bed in my own bed last night. At about 3:45 at night (I know because I checked), my sister started shouting, “MA-AX! MA-AX!” I presumed that she had a nightmare or couldn’t sleep, so I pulled myself and my blankets noisily out of my loft bed with shouts of “I’m coming! I’m coming!” I went into my sister’s room, threw my blankets onto the floor, went back to my room to get a fan and the alarm clock, and then layed down on the mattress on the floor.

So, there I was, trying to get to sleep (la-la-la-la-la), then. –What was that? A noise? From downstairs? Huh. Sounds like footsteps. Oh well. I didn’t really take much notice to it as I’d often heard noises that I thougth were people in my house when I was younger. I thought I was just being my normal extremely-paranoid-sleeps-with-a-baseball-bat self. So, yeah, I drifted off to sleep.

At breakfast this morning, my sister and I were discussing her inability to sleep by herself when she said that the reason she had shouted my name in the first place was not because she wanted me to come into her room, but because she thought she saw me standing in her doorway. She said that she had heard somebody, presumably me, russtle the little plastic curtain in her doorway. She said she saw somebody with a button down shirt standing halfway through the doorway with plastic curtain partway on them. She thought it was me, so she began to shout my name. That’s when I noisily got out of my loft bed with my blanket and pillows shouting “I’m coming! I’m coming!” I didn’t really take it as much before, but the hallway door to our upstairs which is usually shut at night was open. Perhaps there was some strange man in our house last night? Maybe that’s why I thought I heard footsteps last night? Maybe the shouting of both my sister and I scared him off! Who knows what would have happened if my sister didn’t wake up! [Begin humming the theme to the twilight zone now.]

My parents took it as nothing. They say that it was just me being paranoid and my sister hallucinating…. or something like that. But….. what IF there really was somebody in our house last night? What if they NEVER left the house and are just hiding out in the basement or the attic waiting for me to come home from school? What if—-? Well, I’m creeped out.

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