The Tapping Upon The Window

The journal of Eric Harker Pt. 1

Can you hear it too, if you're in my room you must have surely must hear it. It's like a gaggle of birds hitting my window. <Thud!> <Thud!> <Thud!> is all I can hear anymore. It is cacophony of violent beatings upon my windows. The sounds persists even if I go in to my car or go to a friends. My only salvation was the woods, which was due to the lack of any windows. But eventually the sound violated my safe space. Perhaps this was the point where my sanity was truly broken past repair. As I am writing this I can hear the noise. I cannot express how LOUD it is, it makes it hard to write this. But I have to explain my story so I must go on.

This all started in March, I had just gotten back from a bar trip with Claire. She took me home, I must admit I was piss drunk. She had to carry me up 2 flights of stairs. I felt bad she had to do this. It was around twelve in the morning, so I suggested she just sleep out on the couch. She had to go to work at two in the afternoon. She said she might as well so I stumbled into my room and passed out. Claire and me had been friends since middle school. I will admit I had feelings for her at one point. Especially after my breakup with Susan. But I just couldn't ruin my friendship with her. I still hate myself so much for shutting her out.

I woke up somewhere around 2 a.m. and I heard a faint tapping on my window. I was so drunk I paid little attention to it. Then I heard a huge slam shake my wall. This made me sit up and investigate it. I thought my window had been shattered with that impact. In my stupor getting up was hard enough. I fell out of my bed and thought I would surely get cut by some glass. But there was no glass, it hadn't be completely shattered. I assumed with that kind of impact it would break.

I got up to investigate further. Maybe this could have been Susan trying to get "revenge" on me. I thought my legs would give out when I started to walk.  But I made it to the window and thought that I would see a huge crack in it. But the window was completely intact. It was untouched even though an blow with that kind of force would shatter or at the very least crack it.

This was so strange that I went to talk to Claire. But Claire was no longer there, had she went out to her car and been locked out? Maybe she was throwing stuff at my window to get my attention because her phone was inside here. That seems like the most logical conclusion I saw her phone plugged into the wall. But when I looked out to her car, she wasn't anywhere to be seen. I thought she could have been in the bathroom but she wasn't there.  I even looked out in the hallway. 

Claire had mysteriously disappeared and I was alone. I heard the tapping again, it was loud but not as forceful as the last one. I rushed to my window on unstable legs to see if it was her. I pulled up the blinds and saw nothing. Just the emptiness of my apartment complex. This was annoying me. Was there some punk bastard kids out there messing with me? That wouldn't explain Claire's absence though. I decided to wait out in the living room to see if Claire would come back. 

I must have passed out after sometime because I was woken up by Claire. I asked where the hell she had been. She said she was in my bed because I said she could sleep. I told her I let her sleep out here. Claire respond with a chuckle and told me that was where she was. I don't know how I could have missed her getting in my bed or her not confronting me in the night. That when I was meant with a kiss on the cheek. I must have jolted when she did this because she asked me what was wrong. I asked her why she kissed me. She respond with a laugh and told me she was going to be late to work. 

Why would Claire do that, she never did stuff like this before. Was she messing with me? I checked the time, It was 2 in the afternoon. She was late, very late. Was her shift changed or did she take another shift. I just could not comprehended all the oddities. After awhile of taking all this in, I went to my study. I sat down at my computer and found a framed picture of me and Claire. I never had a picture of us especially one of us kissing.