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August 1

Finally got a journal.   Somewhere to write all of my 

jumbled thoughts down.   Josh says it will help, but I 

don't know.   It feels weird, writing everything down.   I 

don't know how this is really supposed to help or how 

this even works, I don't know what to really write down.  

Josh just says to write everything down but how much 

of everything do I need to write?   I never had a journal 

growing up, there was no time to write, no time to stop 

and think about the days events.   Now I have time, and 

I feel like it's trudging on, like I'm stuck in tar and 

slowly moving toward the finish line, but there isn't 

anything at the end of my finish line, so I don't know 

what I'm trying to race there to begin with.   I suppose I 

should enjoy this time, enjoy that I don't have a lot 

going on right now. Josh says it will help...

August 2

Same boring day as yesterday. I felt the need to 

hide my journal, as strange as it sounds.   Why 

would I be hiding this little book with my thoughts in 

it? Why don't I want anyone to read it? Why do I 

feel like these thoughts of mine are private? It 

sounds silly, writing it down now.   Josh knows I have 

this little leather book, but I know he won't pry into 

it.   He respects my privacy, so why do I feel the 

need to hide it?

The weather was nice today; sunny, warm, not a 

single cloud in the bright blue sky.   I cleaned, and 

made dinner for Josh and myself.   Mundane things, 

nothing exciting.   The simple life of a housewife...

August 10

Nothing interesting has happened in the past few 

days but something peculiar happened today as I 

was coming home from the grocery.   My home is 

only a few blocks away from my home, so I walk to 

and from the market. The sun was setting so I was 

trying to get home before it got too dark.   As I 

hurried my way home, I noticed something out in 

the corner of my eye.   Something was lurking 

around one of the houses, it looked as if it was a 

short person trying to find a way inside the home.  

As I paused to look at it, it looked right at me   it 

vanished, right in front of my eyes! I ran home, and 

my handwriting has become terrible because I'm so 

scared.   Did I really just see that...?

August 30

After that night a few days ago, I hadn't really been 

outside.   I haven't seen the mysterious figure 

lurking about.   There was nothing out of the 

ordinary.   I even walked by the house again, and it 

looked normal; just a normal house.   I didn't tell 

Josh about it, I figured he would think I was insane, 

and right now I fell like it. Maybe it was all just in 

my head.

September 10

The days are slow. I have time to myself.   Josh 

tells me I need to pick up a hobby, that I need 

to do something to occupy my time.   He doesn't 

want me to work, though.   He says that he 

wants to provide for me, to give me everything 

that I want.   He is everything I wanted, I don't 

need anymore, but he insists that I stay home.  

I feel like a bird in a cage sometimes.   I 

suppose I shall go out tomorrow, though I don't 

know what I'll do.

Josh will be home any minute. 

September 15

10:34 am

It happened again. I -saw- the thing again.   It was 

lurking outside another house just across the street.  

I'm so scared, I got a better look of it since it was 

out in daylight.   I don't know what that thing is, but 

it wasn't small like I originally thought, it was 

hunched over.   It was this ugly pale color, it's face 

was what haunts me right now, I can't get it out of 

my head.   The other night I just saw a glimpse of it, 

just a blur, but I knew it looked at me.   Today, just 

now, that thing, its eyes were almost as big and 

long as it's head.   It's got this horrible permanent 

smile that shows it's ugly sharp teeth and it's 

hands...long, thin and the fingers were just claws, 

no nails, just claws...

September 15 Continued

It didn't see me this time, but it got inside the 

house.   through an open window to the basement.   I 

don't know if I should go there and tell the 

neighbors that a creature is now residing in their 

basement or stick to myself, lock all the doors and 

windows and make sure to buy an alarm 

system...maybe cameras for security.   I don't want 

that thing anywhere near my house.

I'm not going out today, I'm shaking, I'm terrified, 

I'm not even caring about how I'm writing this all 

out I just need to get this all out. I don't know if I 

should tell Josh when he gets home. If he'll believe 

me, I don't even believe myself.

I'm going to lock all the doors and windows now, I'm 

not leaving this house.

September 15

9:00pm

I didn't tell anyone, I didn't leave the house.   I 

heard some scratching noises on the side of the 

house where the living room is located, but I didn't 

dare check.   If I were to see it's face there and it's 

black eyes staring at me, I don't think I could hold it 

together.   I told Josh about it, just to see what his 

reaction would be.   As usual, he just thought I've 

been left alone in the house for far too long and that 

I should pick up a hobby. Again with that. I know I 

need to get out, but I want to work...I want to go 

somewhere, get my own car...Maybe I can convince 

him to let me work...

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