After a long day playing soccer Sasha comes home to relax and all of sudden her jeans were missing, one of her sneakers was chewed and her book was torn to pieces. Sasha couldn't believe what she was seeing. Was it a monster or a ghost living in her room? She watched her jeans roll, skip, dance, and glide on the floor. Does she dare to confront her jeans or is she too afraid to make a move? Will fear stop her from discovering who's responsible for the uproar that has her family frazzled?