Something woke me, and I wasn't sure what. Maybe my parents were home? Or maybe it was my new babysitter getting up to go to the kitchen. Looking over to my bedside table, I flicked my lamp on to shoot a glance at the time. It was half past 2 in the morning, and I had to be up early. Turning the light back off, I lay down, covering my face with my duvet. It was pretty cold tonight. It was then that I heard a creaking noise coming from just outside my bedroom door. At first I thought I had imagined it, but then I heard it again and again. Suddenly my bedroom door slowly pushed open, and from the light of the hallway I could see that it was my babysitter creeping in, and he closed the door behind him. I didn't move or speak, because I was trying hard to comprehend what I had just saw, when I felt my bed dip down at

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