I awoke to a strange rustling sound in my room. It was 3:00 in the morning, these things would freak me out if I had my full energy, but since it was so early I just thought it was my cat. The sound seemed to be emanating from my closet. "She must be stuck in there" I thought. I got out of my comfy bed and went over to the closet, jumping and weaving through my messy room. When I opened the door, what I found was NOTHING like what I was expecting. There, in front of me, where I thought I'd see my cats green eyes, were two red ones in their place, my eyes started to adjust better to the dark and I noticed a large smirk. There was a man in my closet at 3 in the morning! How did this happen? I backed up to my bed where I turned on my bedside lamp and huddled under the blankets. The man got up and came into an area of about three feet of floor space, just enough for me to open my closet door. The man had very pale skin and white hair, though he seemed very young. He looked around my room and was the first to speak,"Nice room! It looks just like mine, aside for the pink walls! Kesese!" a strange laugh came from him.
"Who are you and what are you doing in my room?" I asked grabbing the golf club I keep by my bed, good thing I was too lazy to put my Christmas present with the other clubs downstairs.
"Whoa now! Don't get crazy now! I already have someone who beats me with frying pans, I don't need a golf club!"
"You randomly creep into people's houses, I don't doubt that you would get hit from time to time. Now answer my questions!"
"Ok ok! My name is Gilbert, I am awesome! And I came here to find my bird, he's yellow and awesome, his name is Gilbird. Have you seen him anywhere?" I was just about to say no when a small yellow bird came flying through my door and landed on his shoulder. He then began talking to it. "Oh really little buddy? That must have been awful!"
"Um, excuse me, but I would still like to know why you are in my room."