That’s gonna be a very short post, as there’s not a lot to describe about what you can see in your own room that can frighten you.
In the room, my bed. A double bed, more precisely. On its left, a wardrobe and on the right, a big mirror. It’s the night, curtains are shut down, only shadows are to be seen. I lock the door and go silently to bed, looking for a little warmth. I lay there for a few minutes and then I see something silent, but moving in my room’s bathroom. Here it is. The thief. Now my greatest fear has taken place. A thief, holding a gun is in my room. Whoah. And I’m locked there, with no possibilities of going out. I’ll be fake asleep and we’ll see what happens, hoping that nothing goes wrong.