It was a normal Monday night. I just took a shower and I was about to go to bed. I'm babysitting my five-year-old brother. It's nine thirty. My bed time is at ten. I played on my phone, searching the internet, texting my friends, looking on my social media; things that normal teenagers do. I don't know what it was, but I had an eerie feeling. I suddenly felt like something was wrong. I felt like I was being watched. I can't wait for my parents to come back from North Carolina. It's just kind of weird that they would leave in the middle of the year. At least they're coming back tomorrow. I'm just going to forget about this feeling and put some relaxing music on. I'm trying to think about my day tomorrow. Take my brother to daycare, go to school, pick up my brother from daycare, clean up the house, pick my parents up from the airport, and take them home. I kept thinking about my day repeatedly, until eventually I fell asleep.
The next day I took my brother to daycare, went to school, picked him up from daycare, and went home. I felt better now. I forgot all about last night. I started cleaning the house. When I was going up the stairs, I heard a small boom. You could barely hear it. I thought it was my brother playing with his toy truck. He is kind of clumsy. When I was done, I went to the living room and watched my brother. A few hours later, my parents came home. I gave them a big hug and kiss. I showed them the clean house and rooms. They were surprised. They brought back some souvenirs for my brother and I. I always tell them everything, yet I didn't feel like telling the about last night.
It was bed time again. I pretended to be asleep, until they were asleep. When they were asleep, I was secretly on my phone. About 15 minuets later, I went to sleep. At 2:38 in the morning, I was woken up from the brightness on my phone. It was a photo from a blocked number. When I opened it up, I almost screamed. It was a picture of me sleeping. It was taken this night. The creepiest part is that the picture was taken from my closet...
