Now. Back to my parents. They might say I'm a wuss when it comes to sleeping in my bed at night. They might even tell you that I screech, claiming to have heard a frog croaking inside my room.
And, like most parents do, they flat lie on your face in an attempt to make you feel better. In this case, they'll just say it was a noisy cicada from outside.
Stupid adult. They never understand.
But the fact is, I DO hear croaking in my room at night. I know exactly what it is too.
You know how when you're a kid and some of your possessions get lost randomly. Say in behind a bookcase, a desk, or......
Under your bed.
Let's be honest here, I'm the emperor of losing things like toys. So you can imagine all the toys lurking under my bed, collecting dust.
