OK, so when I was really little, I had a best friend who was a bit strange. One day, my mom got a call asking if she was over at our house because they couldn’t find her. Two hours later, they called again to ask if we could help look for her. After searching for about three hours, we had pretty much covered the entire neighborhood. They were about to call the police, and we decided to check their house one more time. My mom went into her room and found her sleeping on the top of a super tall shelf in her closet.