3 True Scary Stories for a Rainy Night Alone(

School had been going on for about two weeks, so to de-stress a little, I decided to see if my friends, who I'll call Griffin and Broly, wanted to hop on Fortnite.

My mom and sister were out shopping, my dad was working, and I was bored.

It was around 8:00 PM when we finally got on to play because I had decided to make pizza rolls beforehand and ended up burning the batch.

After a few rounds, I could tell my friends were getting tired of losing, so they got off after only an hour.

I planned on just lying down with my phone and going to bed.

That was until I heard my two dogs barking outside.

[dogs barking] It's not unusual for them to bark given how people typically walk on the side of the road, but I still looked anyway just to make sure.

I didn't see anybody, but seconds after looking out the window, I heard our garage door open and shut.

That usually means my dad is home from work, but I didn't see his van outside, and he had texted me earlier telling me that he would be working late tonight.

I decided to walk downstairs into the dining room and look out the window to get a better view.

From there, I could see that our driveway was empty.

There wasn't a person or vehicle in sight.

I wasn't the type to go investigate, so I ran back up to my bedroom and texted my family group chat to ask if anybody was home.

I told my mom about the garage door, and she told me to turn off the lights, lock my bedroom, and stay there until she got home.

So I did just that.

About 15 minutes later, I thought I heard our wooden floor downstairs creaking like someone was trying to be sneaky.

I didn't have anything to use as a weapon, so I unclipped my microphone's boom arm from my desk and quietly opened the door.

I walked out onto our upstairs balcony and looked over, trying to see if I could spot anyone hiding or anything suspicious.

I stupidly yelled, "Is anybody there?" like they were really going to answer.

I thought everything was fine though until I saw a large silhouette of someone standing underneath the balcony.

I panicked and ran to the closest room with a door, which happened to be my small bathroom.

The intruder must have known I noticed them because I heard loud and fast footsteps running up our stairs as I locked myself in the bathroom.

I had stupidly left my phone in the bedroom, which was the room right next to me.

After I built up enough courage, I bolted into my bedroom, locking the door as soon as I got in.

My sister's room was right across from mine and its door was open, so I figured the intruder must have been in there.