"Mom, please. I'm scared. I don't know what's wrong with me." I said as my hands shook.
"Honey, there's nothing wrong with you. Now stop this prank RIGHT now." My mom replied with a Stern look on her face.
"Fine then. Don't believe me. I'll just ask Sam if he sees the weird thing too."
"Alright. I think he's still asleep."
"That's weird. He never sleeps past 8:00 A.M. and right now, It's 9:30"
"Well then go check on him!"
I climbed up my staircase which leads to a hallways which leads..you guessed it...our rooms. I knock in Sam's skull poster covered door and expected an answer.
3 seconds go by. Nothing. I slowly opened the door and looked around. 'Why isn't anyone here' I thought to myself. As I'm looking around more, I notice a lump in the bed. 'Good. He's just sleeping.' At least, that's what
I let out a shriek of terror as I pulled down Sam's blanket. To this very day, the scene I witnessed is so vivid that I start to cry just thinking about it...