Our roommate started sleepwalking in the middle of the night. When she woke up, we asked her what she had been dreaming about. 💭She said she dreamed she was trying to cut a watermelon, but it wasn’t ripe. 🍉We all burst out laughing.None of us could have imagined what would happen the following night.I woke up from a nightmare, only to find my roommate standing beside my bed, fast asleep with her eyes wide open. In one hand, she held a kitchen knife. 🔪 With the other, she gently stroked my head. 🩸

A thief broke into my house and hid inside the wardrobe. I saw it through the surveillance footage, but I didn't dare call the police because I had a corpse hidden in the wardrobe.

My roommate applied to change dorms without telling anyone. I couldn’t help asking her, “Why are you moving? Haven’t we all been getting along just fine?” She gave a dry laugh. “Well... another dorm invited me.” Her head stayed low. Her voice trembled, and she didn’t meet my eyes. But when she talked to the others, she looked completely at ease. Something sank in my chest. “Did I do something wrong? Did I make you uncomfortable?” “No, not at all. Of course not,” she said in a panic. “Really, it has nothing to do with you. Don’t overthink it.”

In my final year of high school, my mother suddenly walked into my room and told me to take a good look on my father.

He was lying there, completely still, his face pale and waxy under the weak glow of a 40-watt bulb.

I remembered how, before I turned seven, he could still run and jump, lifting me high above his head and tickling me with his bristly beard until I burst into laughter.

But after that night he went to bed, he never woke up again.

While playing hide-and-seek, I locked my daughter in the cabinet and moved away with my wife and son.Twenty years later, I returned to bury her remains,only to hear a little girl's voice.“Daddy, are you finally going to find me?”