Under the Covers
One day I woke up very tired in the middle of the night. I tried going back to bed but I just couldn't, so I went downstairs to get a shovel so I could shovel the driveway. I live in Minnesota. It snows here almost every day. There are some upsides and some downsides and that is one of the downsides. When I went downstairs, I heard a rustle and a shake right next to where I keep all my family pictures. I went over there and when I put my hand on the wall it moved. I looked in there and it was like a little apartment that someone could live in. It looked very cool on the inside. Then I heard a rustle and shake again. I looked under the covers, and I saw a human lying there. I didn't know what to do in that instance, but he did something for me! He screamed as loud as he could. It scared me. He said, “Get out of my house!” I said back to him, “This is my house!” He looked confused and then I said, “How did you get here?” He didn't know. He just thought that this was his house. I explained to him this was my house for 22 years. He said, “I have lived here for 23 years.” Then I said, "How did you get here?” “Well, I moved here with my family 23 years ago. One night I got into a fight with my mom and dad. I took all the water and food to last me years before coming out of my room. Then you came and scared me.” I told him that some family sold me their house 22 years ago. It was his family! He felt betrayed. But I did let him stay at my house until he found a place to sleep. We became friends after some time.