One night, inside my house in the woods, I was trembling over the sound of thunder outside. Before the storm started, my house was empty with only me inside. I was wearing my orange pyjamas and I kept daydreaming about a lonely fish who swam in the ocean. The clock struck midnight.Then, there was silence. No sound. Nothing at all. My eyes glared around the room, making sure it was just me in the house. I wasn't alone. Hands shaking in fear, I turned around to face an ominous figure standing there.

"No! Its just a dream!" I screamed.