I woke up to the sound of something falling and breaking. My clock was declaring three in the morning. Who's awake right now and why?

I pulled myself out of bed yawning. As I made my way down the hallway and to the stairs I heard someone walking around the living room. Why are all the lights off down stairs? No one ever turns them off when their downstairs, especially in the waning hours of night.

I finished my way down the stairs and turned into my empty living room. "Hey, is anyone down here?" I asked rather stupidly.

What if someone is down here and it's not my parents or sister?

The crash had come from beneath my room which is the workout room. I crossed the living room and walked into the workout room. I did a quick sweep of the room. The treadmill is in place, the bench press, and the weights are in their place, and none of the movies have been moved. What did I hear fall then?

I felt my heart start to pump faster. I walked into the kitchen and found nothing out of order there. Then I rushed into my mom's work room but still, nothing was wrong in there. What is going on? I know I heard something. Someone has to be in here.

I felt the adrenaline rush and ran out to the front porch. The door was locked so I unlocked it and made sure everything was were it was supposed to be. I couldn't find anything. Damn it, who is or was in my house...

I ran back into the living room to check the cellar. The basement door was shut and locked. It locked on the outside so if you went down there you couldn't just lock yourself in. But still, I unlocked it and did a notoriously quick scope. A very eery feeling swept over me. I went back up stairs faster then I went down and locked the door.

Where did the person go? I haven't checked the upstairs. What if they sneaked behind me when I wasn't looking? No, I would have noticed. Fine, I'll go check.

I walked slowly up the stairs listening for any sound of movement. I heard nothing. The first floor on the landing was my parents. I opened their door slowly and took inventory of their room. Both my parents were sound asleep in bed and nothing else seemed to be moved.

I shut the door quietly behind me and checked the bathroom next. There was nothing in there or in the closet.

I know I couldn't imagine that. It was way to vivid for my imagination... Ok I just have my sister's room left. If no one besides her is in there I'm just going to go back to bed.

I walked down the rest of the hallway and opened my sister's door with the utmost care. There was nothing wrong in her room either. She laid there deep in sleep and her room was the usual mess.

Sighing, I turned around and went across the hall to my room. I know I didn't imagine that. What could that sound have been? Why was I the only one to wake up to it? Whatever let's just get back to sleep.