This was like a week ago. I was laying awake around midnight, where I kicked off my blanket.

I drifted on and off until 2 AM, where I was fully awake. I tried falling back asleep, so I just kind of laid my head on my best friend, who was sleeping over.

He was sound asleep. Just as I was about to fall asleep, his phone was ripped from under my pillow. It was tucked under my pillow and charging. So I grabbed my iPhone and turned on the flashlight, and his iPhone was 5 feet away from my bed. And I picked it up, but shining the light around, I couldn't find my blanket that I had kicked off. I got back in bed and told myself it was just a bad dream and that -- as bad as it sounds -- something worse would happen to confirm it was a dream. So I went back to bed.

In the morning after my friend had left I checked around, and my blanket was folded in the top part of my closet, tucked away. None of my family ever came forward to doing it.