It was a cool summer day in June as Leslie sat on her front porch swing. She had been sitting there all day, just thinking about things…thinking about her life. As the day gave way to night, Leslie saw a shooting star. She quickly made a wish. As the air got a little chilly, she went inside. She went to her tub and turned on the water. She added some bubbles and slipped in. As the room filled with steam, Leslie laid back and rested her head on a small pillow. She quickly fell asleep….
Later that night Leslie put on her pajamas and went in the living room to watch a little tv. She was flipping through the channels when something caught her eye. She flipped back again…what channel was this? She didn’t see any number like there should be. She got up and walked towards the tv. The picture looked very familiar. As she studied it closer…she realized that she was looking into her bedroom. She quickly ran to her room and looked around. Maybe one of her friends had snuck in and hidden a camera in there. She found nothing. This was just too weird. “I must be dreaming,” she thought to herself. As she pinched her arm…and shouted in pain…she realized that she was wide awake.
Leslie walked back into her living room and looked at the tv again. This time things were a little different. It was still her room…but there was something else in there. Something moving. As she got closer…she soon realized that it wasn’t something she was looking at….but someone….