Haunted

I woke up in the middle of the night with the strangest feeling

My room was empty but I wasn't alone

There was someone or something there watching me

The chords of a guitar were heard from the hallway

A gentle autumn breeze covered my bedroom

And a quiet, yet steady sensation of vulnerability came over me

A menacing tick from the bathroom called

I stood up carefully as not to disturb that which I could not see

And as my hand reached for the knob I heard my name

I questioned my sanity for a brief moment

Surely this must be a dream

Yet it kept calling out for me

Shaky and unsettled I approached 

And as I turned the knob to the bathroom door my eyes opened to the first rays of sunlight

It was a dream after all

'Of course it was'

The voice answered

'Such things never occur in real life'