*This is something that actually happened to me last night*
So last night was terrifying for me. I fell asleep around 1 in the morning and I woke up at around 3:30. I was kind of scared for some reason. I laid awake for about 20 minutes, and I heard someone knocking on my front door. I wasn’t entirely sure if it was actually someone knocking or not so I laid still for a few minutes waiting. I suddenly heard one final knock, then it was silent. At this point I felt like my blood turned to ice. I was beginning to freak out a bit. I tried to convince myself it was my mom snoring (she has some weird snores at times) and tried to go back to sleep. Suddenly, I heard some grocery bags in my kitchen begin to rustle. Then I heard keys jingling and go down my hallway. And then it sounded like someone walked into my bathroom and began to rummage through the drawers. I was scared as hell now. I was sure someone was in my house, and I was scared that I was going to be murdered. I considered going into the living room to wake my mom up, when I heard what sounded like something dropping right next to me. I laid still and began to hyperventilate. I looked around my room and by the front door trying to see if I could see anyone or anything, but the house was empty. I then heard something in the living room make a small popping noise. At this point I needed to wake my mom up. I sat in my bed for about three minutes trying to muster up enough courage to walk to my mom. Suddenly I got up and woke my mom up and told her someone was in the house, and told her everything I heard. My mom got up and went to look in the bathroom, but nothing was there. My mom told me it was my imagination. I was scared beyond belief and began to cry from fear and frustration of her not believing me. She had me sleep on the couch in the living room with her so I would calm down a bit. I laid in bed for at least an hour freaking out and scared to go to sleep because I was sure if I did, I was going to die.