Don't say a word.

Ok before anyone says anything I know I said this blog was over but...

Well I need to tell someone about what just happened. I don't know why this blog was my first choice but... Whatever here goes.

I was asleep I think it was around 1 in the morning when a sound woke me up. I assumed it was that damn skittering sound again. Normally I'd just be annoyed and go back to sleep but it wasn't the skittering sound. It was the sound of my door creaking open. I froze in bed not moving. I heard footsteps moving along the floor towards the bed. Whoever it was was standing right over me. It was like that for a couple of minutes then I heard the footsteps retreating and my door closing.

I have no clue what to think. My parents were both still asleep. They always fall asleep around 11:00 and they don't wake up no matter what. I remember when I was much younger we almost died in a fire because my parents refused to wake up. So if it wasn't my parents and I'm an only child who the hell was in my room and what did they want?