There is more than just us in this house. There is more than we can see. It's really starting to freak me out. I've known that there was more in this house since a few months after we moved in. Ever since then, these feelings have been getting stronger. Especially these last couple of months. I'm starting to get freaked if I'm alone. I can feel something more than us. I don't know what it is, but i can only assume. I can't look in the mirror in our living room. I can't look through the window on the porch (into the living room). I go through that room and the upstairs hallway as fast as I can. I make sure everydoor to the room I'm in is shut, unless it leads outside. I'm constantly looking over my shoulder at an empty doorway. As soon as the sun sets, every light in the house is on. At night when i go to bed, I fly from the light to my bed. I just have a constant feeling that there is something here, and I don't want to see it or touch it or anything. I want nothing to do with it, because it scares the shit out of me. I don't know whether I'm being neurotic and paranoid or whatever you want to call it, but this can't be healthy. I don't know what to do to prove the security of my home to myself. On top of this, I saw a man out walking on Thursday morning. You may think nothing of it, but no one walks on my road. It is almost a garuntee that you will be hit by a truck. If you're walking around, you cut through back yards. Anyway, not only was this guy out walking, but if I saw him in the morning, then it was about 6:30. The only people outside walking around at that time are kids going to their bus stops, each of wich is at the end of our driveway, or someone going to their car, parked in thier driveway or garage. There is no reason for a random guy not going to school to be walking along the road. The last time this happened, we all saw him. According to Jeff and Sherry, this guy came from the church at the end of our street where there was some "business" taking place. We knew where that guy was from. But this other one from this week, Jess saw standing at the end of her driveway. Ryan said it was Chuck, but he would be on the bus with the rest of us. And I'm pretty sure he moved back in with his dad. I don't know. I have been paranoid about this house for a long time, and this guy walking around is making me question the security of my neighborhood. I don't like not being able to trust the places where I used to feel so safe. I don't like this anymore. Not at all. save me laur