*Bob walked home from school he hated taking the bus because of the other people. Though people never dared to bother him he still hated everyone. Luckily it was cloudly as he dragged himself to his apartment because he hated the sunlight. He sighed in relief finally getting home though it wasn't the best of places, he never felt alone there even though he was.

He lay in bed as night drew near he started to hear a tap on the glass of his window...