A/N this is NOT my story but it would be scary if you were In this situation. Enjoy.

     OK so I have this friend, we'll call him Steve. I would always stay at his house because he had the better house at the time. One of our favorite things to do was play hide and seek at night time. One night, his father informed us that he was going to work, as he was called in. We decided right then and there that we were going to play hide and seek in the house.  It was my turn to hide, so I ushered Steve into the basement, where he would count.  After that, I rushed upstairs and then upstairs again to the second floor. I entered one of the three spare bedrooms and hid between two beanbag chairs with a blanket over them.I was completely concealed in the dark. Then I heard noises in the room. The closets were opened. Steve must be getting closer. Then he was rummaging through the desk. This is when I realised this wasn't Steve. Steve's voice rang through the house is he walked up the steps tauntingly. The man in the room hid on the closet. When Steve entered the room, I emerged acting defeated. Halfway down the stairs I dropped the bomb and told Steve about the man. We rushed to the neighbors house and called the cops. 5 minutes later, the cops walked out with a guy in cuffs.