Stelle was never someone to be easily noticed. She didn't have many friends and wasn't skilled at socialising. She always felt awkward and uninteresting and even though she wanted to fit in the school and other community, she just didn't have a luck. Slowly as she grew she felt more and more lonely, watching others of her age attending parties and dating. But in her ordinary life was something she started to notice. She wouldn't tell anyone, thinking she would be considered crazy, but she was pretty sure there happens to be something, or someone, under her bed when the sun goes down. She wasn't scared tho. She was telling herself that at least something is keeping her some sort of company.

Rolling in her sheets, not able to fall asleep with the usual thought on her mind, she moved on her side, looking down on the floor. She stayed like this for a moment, thinking and then slowly sliding her hand down the mattress side, almost touching the ground next to the bed's gap.