Last night, Taylor was sleeping over at my house. It was 2:00 A.M. and Taylor had suddenly stood up. I ask, "where are you going?" And she replies "the bathroom." I lay back down and wait for her to come back. After an hour I go into the hallway to see where she is when she bumps into me, ignores it like it never happened, and went back to bed. I could see where she went, so I go into my mom's room and ask "do you know where Taylor went?" My mom stares blankly at me and replies "she went into my closet about 5 times."
