The Story of a Strange Clock

I woke up frozen in bed, convinced that there was someone in the room. I got freaked out by a strange clock. It's just something strange that I can't really explain. Tell me what you think. That's the bouncing ball. What else do I have? Okay, I'm going to tell you the story of how I came home from Japan and found my parents had moved back into their old London flat. And they were living on people's sofas for a month. Now one weekend in October, I was staying at a friend's house in South London. Way down in Kennington, which is an area in south London. In fact, the street where my