My First Encounter With THEM

  It was a dark, cloudless night. The halls were queit as I was heading to my bedroom. No one else was home. It was just me...or so I thought.
  As I walked down the hallway of the second floor, I suddenly heard a *click click* *click click* of the doors opening and closing. I sat there, just listening. I heard the groaning of what sounded like a zombified pig along with footsteps. Not just in one place, but everywhere. I sat there, frozen, listing as I heard rock crumbling from I don't know where. I eventually heard a loud *whoosh* and a chill ran down my spine. I quickly ran to my bedroom, closed the door behind me and hid under my sheets until I fell asleep.
  When I woke up, I started checking the house to make sure whatever it was hadn't taken or destroyed anything. Everything seemed fine.That is until I got to the second floor hallway.

In the second floor hallway.
Right where I stood.
There was a single square of dirt with grass on top.
He was right behind me.
He knew where I was that whole time.

Friggen Enderman! Worst roommate ever! Tracking dirt in the house. Leaving the doors open. You'd think he was raised in a barn.

Tell you what, though. MineCraft has some spooks!