Welp, a few weeks ago, something happened that hasn't happened since I was 6 years old. Remember when I was dragged Into my closet? Yeahhh....

So I was sleeping In my room, as always, and once again my closet creaked open ever so slowly. It's hard to open my closet, because It's kinda broken yet not. Hard to explain.

So anyway, I was sleeping. I was on my bunk-bed, so I was close to the ceiling.

"Leo, why don't you just sleep on the lower bed?" Well, that's because my desk Is there, It's a different bunk-bed. A desk on the bottom, and a bed on top.

My closet was now fully opened, and I feel a pair of hands on my ankles just how It did when I was 6 years old. And It just remains there, just holding my ankles. I slowly wake up, but once again, I feel hands on them.

My covers somehow "magically" Is pulled right off of me, It wasn't me, no one was In my room but my birds In cages and myself. And I'm still on my right side, because I'm comfortable sleeping on my right. And I look slightly down at my ankles, and all I saw Is shadow like hands and a shadow figure.

Everything Is so quiet, my little fan turned itself off, when It's not even close to dying. My birds stopped chirping, like they weren't even there anymore. My little Christmas Tree rainbow light Is flickering RED instead of rainbow, which Is very abnormal and creepy.

The shadow figure grips my ankles even tighter, like It's about to do something. And out of nowhere, the shadow figure starts to pull me by my ankles towards my closet. As my body literally slides down my bed, as I am now hanging on the wooden bars around my bed for like, dear life. There was no way, I was gonna go Into that closet again. Ain't nobody got time for that shiz, just saying.

So It was like I was now playing tug of war with the shadow figure, with myself as the rope.

Then after a few more seconds of a little game of tug of war, my mum barges, because she was wondering about all the noises.

Once my mum opens my door, the shadow figure quickly lets me go, flies back Into my closet and closes my closet as well.

"What was that?" Mum asked, she seemed to have a little glimpse of It.

She shakes her head, "Never-mind, what's up with all the noise? You should be sleeping by now." She's curious, but she Ignores the fact that she saw a little bit of the shadow figure, and pretends she's JUST seeing things.

I climb back onto my bed, and roll so that I'm not like, dangling anymore. And I try to act like nothing happened, because mum will never believe me. No matter what I tell her, she thinks I'm just making It up, when obviously I'm not.

"I uh, I just tripped when trying to get something from the end of my bunk-bed." I fibbed a bit, even though I haven't lied since I was 5 years old. This was for a good cause.

She just nods and closes my door, then I try going back to sleep, trying to Ignore what just happened. And so on.

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Pretttyyyy much mate.

Love you all! <3

~ Leo