This is scary. So if you don't want to be scared, don't read it.

        Back in the day I had a problem with sleep walking. I haven't woken up in any strange places for a long time so I figured it had pretty much gone away. The only times I've ever heard of me being completely ridiculous while sleepwalking was while I was at a sleepover with my friends, and another time in havasupai. Well anywhooosies long story short last night my brother Berk was working in the office just below my room. He asked me today if he kept me up, I told him no and that I slept really well. He then informed me that he heard me up MULTIPLE TIMES at three in the morning. We came to the conclusion that sleepwalking was the only possibility...until he had to say "unless it was someone creeping around in your room." But then he ruled that out because he said theres no way he wouldn't have noticed them coming into the house and up to my bedroom. My immediate repsponse "unless someones living in my attic." A creepy fact is that there is an attic door in my closet. So either my nightmares of someone living in my attic are coming true or I'm back to  sleepwalking, which Berk referred to as "kind of like being possessed" which happens to be my other worst fear. Maybe if Wait Til' Helen Comes wasn't my favorite book in 3rd grade I wouldn't be having these problems. Anyways if I go missing anytime soon just know it was either my sleepwalking problem, or the person living in my attic. And if that really does happen please come look for me!