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 at our house because they couldn't locate her. They called back about two hours later to ask if we could help search for her. After about three hours of looking, we had basically 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.