I woke up in the middle of a night and felt a furry claw scrape my clothes. I've always wondered what it was, assuming it wasn't a nightmare. A badger? A raccoon? A ghost bear?
Thankfully it never returned. But whatever it was, it was rude. Because who goes around scraping kids in the middle of the night? I demand an apology from you, claw creature. If you're reading this feel free to make nice by leaving a comment.