Don't Go In The Attic

I'm afraid...

I feel like i've snapped and my minds become broken in the feeling of paranoia. I'm constantly being watched by the eyes of the house every second of every minute of every hour of everyday... the feeling never leaves me. I honestly think the longer me and my family stay here the longer the thing gets ready to attack and sooner or later it will get to us.

I'm afraid of the noises i hear. above my room is the attic and i always hear a sort of dragging and scratching noise and it happens quite often. It's like an animal is trapped up there but i'm too nervous to talk about it... i could be crazy... no! i'm not crazy i hear it, its there. There is somethig up there and it seems i'm its prey but i whatever it is up there i will go against it i won't be the prey, i will be... the hunter.