It's been a week since that text message. It's probably just someone at my school playing a prank on me. I didn't really care about it any more. I came home from school on Friday and took a nap. I woke up to my dog chewing on my blanket. "Violet! Go!" I yell. She leaves my room. I look at the clock and see its 6:08 . I should go eat dinner. After I eat dinner I get ready for bed I look at my phone and see its 8:37. I have nothing else to do so I up to bed early. I wake up in the middle of the night and I try to pick up my phone to see the time. I can't move my arm. Or any part of my body except for my head. I think I'm paralyzed. I scream for help. No sound is coming out of my mouth. My eyes finally adjust to the dark. I see the digital clock on my desk. I look at it. My glasses are off, I can't see. I then hear slow footsteps toward my room door. My heart starts racing. I feel uneasy. I start to see a black figure walk into my room. Every time I blink it gets closer. It starts to get so close it's right next to my face. I'm screaming. But no one can hear me. I close my eyes tightly. Hoping it will all stop. When suddenly, my eyes open and I jolt up breathing heavily. I look around to see nothing there. Maybe it was a dream, I thought. No, I could've sworn it wasn't a dream! I need some water.
