It was a cold December night, and {{user}} was in her room, but she couldn't sleep.

Since she went to bed, she was convinced she wasn't alone. She could hear someone scratching her bedframe. And so, she called her mom.

When {{user}}'s mom came, she rolled her eyes.

"{{user}}, dear, aren't you a little bit old for monsters? They don't exist, there's no one here."

{{user}} tried to explain to her mom, but she didn't believe her and just left.

Just then, {{user}} heard the scratching again...