Kim Lively's Disappearance!

The wind howled in the night while smacking up against the house, which made me get out of bed and shuffle over to the window.
I stared directly across the street at my neighbor’s bedroom window and shook my head when the outline of a teenage girl popped out at me. I would be lying if I said this had not happened before, which begged the question if my neighbor was keeping her prisoner in his house.
Rob re-positioned himself in my bed. “Come back to bed.”
The girl continued standing right where she was while tears rolled down her cheeks.
“In a minute,” I said.
“What could possibly be so important that you want to stay up? I mean we already wasted the opportunity of your parents being away for the night.”
The hairs on my back pricked up at the arrival of a man who was now standing by the girl in the window from across the street. His eyes widened as he stared at me a few seconds longer than he should have before he jerked the girl by her ponytail.
“There’s a girl standing by the window. You have to see it.”
“So what? It’s not our problem your neighbor has insomnia.”
I turned around to face him. “Just get out of bed and look.”
He sighed. “Fine. If it really means that much to you...”
Rob got out of bed, scurrying to the window.
“There’s no one there, Claire.”
I whipped my body around again only to discover that Rob was right because the curtains had been closed in the bedroom window across the street.
“I’m telling you there was a girl. You have to believe me.”
“It doesn’t matter now, does it?”
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