I began to notice things were weird in my room when I got back from school.
I was particular about the way my items sat on my desk.
Yet I would find things just a little different.
The order of the pens in my owl cup, the way my clothing was laid out on the chair, how my curtains looked.
I could feel people near me when I slept.
It caused me to stop sleeping as well.
I didn't want to tell my dad I was terrified of someone crawling in my window, but...
Someone was crawling in my window.