That night, I woke to the sound of Flamingo kinda busy being a camping queen shirt. It was still dark as my eyes reluctantly opened. My sleepy brain tried to process what was going on. I rolled over to find my phone. The digital clock said it was only 2 am. I grumbled. The dog barked again, but my body refused to move. I tried to listen for what she was barking at. A minute later, I heard it. Someone was knocking on the front door downstairs. What the hell? I thought. Who would be knocking on my door at two-midnight? I stayed in bed, willing the person to just go away.
Flamingo kinda busy being a camping queen shirt, hoodie, sweater and v-neck t-shirt
Offical Flamingo kinda busy being a camping queen shirt
The Flamingo kinda busy being a camping queen shirt. Begrudgingly, I forced myself to get up. I glanced out the window, hoping to see a car I recognized. Maybe one of my friends needed me or something. But there wasn’t a car in sight. Strange, I thought. My dog continued to bark as I made my way towards the stairs. Fear gripped my heart as I was coming towards the door. At the bottom, I could see the shadow of someone standing outside my front door. The person was tall and thin. Incredibly thin, honestly. As I made my descent, they knocked on the door again. This time was much more urgent, almost forceful.