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  I rolled my eyes. After all that whining about how much she didn’t want me to leave. I should have known. No one back home missed me. They all had their own lives. I didn’t know why I expected anything different.

  After changing into my flannel pajamas, I slipped into my bed. The sheets were warm and soft. I pulled the covers up to my chin and pressed my face into the sweet smelling pillow. Within minutes I drifted to sleep.

  A loud monotonous chanting awakened me. I sat upright in bed and glanced around. The room was pitch-black. I wondered how come the bright streetlight wasn’t shining in my window like always and then I remembered I wasn’t home. The chanting quieted to barely above a whisper. I listened intently, honing in on the sound. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end. I felt someone in my room. I heard someone breathing.

  Sweat snaked down my back and my heart thumped in my chest. I froze, holding my breath. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness I could make out shapes. I gasped when I saw the figure of a man. He was standing at the foot of my bed, looming over me.