I was in Sydney when my family and I walked past these colourful Chinese statues. Then one of them looked at me, no it can’t have looked at me, it's a statue. I turn back around to find that it is staring at me.
“Mum,” I say, “That lonely purple statue in the middle is staring at me.”
“Don’t be silly,” she says.
“I’m not being silly,” I say, getting nervous.
I turn around again and find that it is still staring at me, “Look,” I quickly say to Mum. She turns around and there is no purple statue there.