5/28
My husband recently had knee surgery so I've been working from home the last few days. I've also been spending a lot more time down stairs since he can't go upstairs right now. I'm probably just going to sleep up there. I've been sleeping on the couch next to the folding bed he's sleeping in. I'm writing this now since I've recently noticed some odd things going on. Like today, I went upstairs to grab some things, I swore I turned the bedroom light off, but it was on when I went back up a couple of hours later. Also, there have been a lot of noises coming from upstairs. I'm pretty sure it's just the house settling. The thing is about a hundred years old, and the humidity is rising. But I can't help but think it sounds like footsteps.
5/29
Again with the light being on, I like to think I'm just stressed from taking care of an invalid. I'm usually so careful about the lights, I hate to waste money. And now my dog is in on the action, she won't eat like she usually does. I think she's stressed to; it's weird having us both downstairs all the time.
5/30
Slept upstairs last night, everything was quiet. Everything else seems quiet to. Except the dog, she barks at everything now. I feel bad; I had to start using the squirt bottle again. She just won't stop barking sometimes though.
Later 5/30
We were watching TV in the living room. I had a bunch of dishes in the dish rack. Out of nowhere there was a noise that sounded like a bunch of dishes rattling around. The dog started barking. I ran in there thinking I had something unbalanced and I just lost a lot of coffee cups. (I tend to build a stack going up to fit everything in) Nothing, everything was the way it was when I finished. What the hell?
6/3
Shit, I came home and the door to the balcony in our bedroom was open. This is not cool; our garage was just broken into a couple of months ago. I need to get control of the forgetfulness. Especially since my husband is back to sleeping like a third shifter.
6/4
The dog barked for an hour last night, and then she just stopped, stared out the balcony door. I didn't look, I don't want to know.
6/10
Storm is coming in. I dropped my husband off to play Magic. I keep hearing these noises. Little pops, and groans, and creaks. The light upstairs was on again, and then the balcony door blew open. God help me, this place is starting to scare the hell out of me.
6/15
Everything was quiet for awhile but last night I had the weirdest dream. I was looking out my balcony door and some guy in a suit was standing on the balcony. He wasn't right, he had too much of a shadow. It was everywhere…
6/17
I saw the man in the suit today in the alley. I think he's real, and he's following us. I haven't told my husband anything yet. I don't want him all worked up, he can't even walk on his own yet. Nothing stays closed or off anymore. I know this isn't me. Later in the day someone was definitely upstairs. I sat on the couch, clutching the hand gun. Not sure what to do. I'm not sleeping up there anymore.
6/18
The man in the suit was back today, right beyond our fence staring at the balcony door. He was waiting for me to open it. I know he was.
6/19
I can't be here, I want to leave. I have to tell someone. Now it has a voice. It calls to me. From upstairs, the dog doesn't bark anymore. She just whimpers.
6/21
All the lights were on when we got home from the doctor's office. I told my husband what's been happening. He made it upstairs to check things out. He hasn't come back down. I don't want to go up there.
The man in the suit is in the back yard. I'm alone now; I tied my dog to my neighbor's fence. I know he's watching me. I thought I heard my husband crying from upstairs. I don't want to see but he's going to make me.