Good night

It's been happening for as long as I can remember

And nothing will ever make me forget the night it all started

I was 10 then.

I was reading through my maths text book. No I'm not a nerd and I do not find reading through maths books entertaining.
I had a test the following day that I did not revise for and was rushing, trying to remember all the information
"Savannah" I heard my name being called. I was sure my dad left my room when he thought I went to sleep. I was alone in the room
I must be imagining it
"Savannah.." the same voice called only getting closer and louder
I hid under my blanket
"Savannah... Savannah... Savannah" the voice becoming so loud and close I was sure someone was there