Late one night I woke up to the sound of someone crying. It was an eerie sound,and surprisingly loud as well, although I wanted to get up and go check it out, Iwas a bit scared and tried so I ignored it by hiding under the covers. Today atbreakfast I told my roommate about it. “That wasn’t me” she replied with a toneof fear in her voice. What a relief, I thought. “I was crying because I saw a…thing watching you while you were asleep.” She said