Journal #24- spooked

One time when I was younger, in like middle school (probably about 6th grade, I would think), I was sleeping over at a friends house. She had a basement that has a door so that you can go outside- I cannot remember what they're called, though for some reason. It was late a night, or at least late enough so that the sun was no longer out yet. We were playing in the basement. I think we might have been playing like a soccer game or something along those lines. I noticed some flashing lights outside and just figured that it was lightning or something. It didn't happen very often. After a while, my friend and her sister started to notice it, too. We were a little freaked out, especially since the door leading outside was glass, but didn't have any blind or anything on it, so it was hard to see what was outside, but whatever/whoever was outside could totally see us. I remember my friend's sister took a peek outside, but didn't see anything. We tried to take our minds off of it and started playing again, but then the light flashed again and it was obvious that it was someone holding a flashlight. We got really scared and ran upstairs to tell their mom. When we were telling her, we heard someone walk inside through the basement door and then all the lights turned off and we all huddled together and screamed. Well, as the person made their way upstairs towards us, it turns out it was just my friend's dad trying to scare us all along. And let me tell you, it worked.