After I had just turned 18, I was lying in bed listening to the rain, and wind outside when I heard a subtle knock upon the door. I wondered who would be knocking on my door this late at night. I hadn't had this happen to me before.
"Come in." I said.
Obviously, I assumed it would be one of my parents. I could hear the handle turn on the door, and the door opened.
"What's going on?" I asked.
I hadn't seen that the person that walked through that door wasn't one of my parents yet. It was a girl who looked to be about my age, maybe a few years older. She was wearing tight blue jeans, a t-shirt, black shoes, and modern sunglasses. She was slender, and had black hair. I recognized this girl from somewhere, but I wasn't sure where.
"Hi, Dominic." She said.
I wondered how this girl knew my name. Obviously, I knew this girl from somewhere. I immediately felt slightly more comfortable knowing that it was somebody that knew me by my first name.
"Hi, who are you?" I asked, confused.
