You guys seem to like the true stories, so here's another one.
In the middle of the night I heard something from my window. Clank. Clank. Clank. Like someone was trying to open it. And I was right. The next thing I know it opens. I realize I forgot to lock the window before I went to bed. I turned over to my side pretending that im asleep. I here footsteps coming over to my bed. They stop. He's right next to me I think. I here breathing. Heavy breathing. Then it stops. I think he's gone so it turn over to get my phone so I can call the cops. He's still there. Staring at me.
He pulls out his knife. I close my eyes hoping its all a dream.
Time goes by. The man doesn't strike.
I open my eyes. The man is gone.
I think it was a dream, but it felt so real!
