Since I’m sharing… I’ve had this recurring dream since I was about 9. The robbers from Home Alone came to my house to kill me, so I hid under my bed. My mom told them emphatically, “She’s definitely not under the bed!” So of course that was the first place they looked. But I did that thing that Matilda does when Ms. Trunchbull looks under the kitchen table. Since they were looking for me on the floor they didn’t see me clinging to the bottom of the bed. Then my dad came home from work. When they heard the door they thought I left, so they ran out of the house. And we all lived happily ever after.

The End.