When I was little I had an imaginary friend just like every other little kid. I was playing tag with this "friend" of mine and my brother sat there and watched. He yelled "JORDYN! What are you doing?!" I replied the truth. "I'm playing tag! See? With my friend here!" He opened his mouth for an insult but then. He was quite for a minute then screamed and ran away.

That is all I can remember about that day. It happened a pretty long time ago.

One day, I went to spend the night with my grandma. She was nice and lived alone. This was my first time I spent the night alone with only her. I slept on the sofa like always. The front door is at the living room and I fell asleep facing the door. Then I woke up. I don't know what woke me up or anything. I just know that there was a stranger there. They opened the front door and walked in. I stared at them, they seemed so familiar but at the same time they were a stranger it felt like. I layed there watching them walk past me. I didn't move or anything I could hear them in the kitchen though. And at this point tears were rolling down my face. I was so scared I felt like I couldn't move. I just closed my eyes and listened. Soon the noise stopped and I heard footsteps then the door close.
The next day my parents came to pick me up and I told them about it and they checked everything nothing was taken and nothing out of place, just an unlocked door. My parents freaked out when my grandma said that the door was locked before I went to sleep but when they came to pick me up they opened it and they don't have a key. So at sometime in the night the door got unlocked and to this day I still have no idea who it was or what they wanted. All I know is that I wasn't allowed to go back there for a few years.