I am too afraid to sleep in my own room

The other day while doing my normal catch up on the world through Buzzfeed browsing, I came across this article. It's about these people who had bought a house and one day realized there was a secret passageway. Well, like any normal human they went exploring only to find out that someone was living in a little crawl space in that secret passageway! LIVING IN IT! Obviously I was slightly, okay entirely, freaked out by this but thought to myself that I had nothing to worry about because there are no bookcases to have secret passageways in my house. So that night I was showing Nick the article and he thought it was crazy too. The next day he says to me "what if someone is living in our attic?" He only thought this because there is a little square cutout in our ceiling in our closet. Cue me getting so entirely freaked out that I started to shake. So we came up with a plan. I was going to get on his shoulders and we were going to see if that cutout moved or not. It didn't look like it would so I really didn't think I had anything to worry about. But guess what! It moves! I screamed and thought I was going to fall off of his shoulders. He backed away super quickly. Then we had to come up with another plan. I was going to get back on his shoulders and shine a flashlight up there to see if I could see anything. One reason we were both super freaked out was because occasionally we hear things up there but I always just thought it was an animal running across the power lines outside.

So I got on his shoulders again, this time armed with a flashlight and he had a bat in his hands. I'm not sure what we thought we would do but whatever. When I went to move it to look into it he decided that because there were still spiderwebs in the corners that it hadn't been moved. Secretly I think he was scared and didn't want to find out the truth ;-). Anyways, our third plan of action was to tape a piece of cardboard over it so that we would know if anyone was coming in and out of it.

Well, in the middle of the night we were woken up by what sounded like our bedroom door being shut. Naturally I was so entirely freaked out that I couldn't fall back asleep. I just told myself, and Nick, that had someone come out of the closet I feel like I would have heard those doors opening. He claims that he was so passed out there's no way he would have heard it. Thanks for that babe, now I'm super freaked out. I barely slept last night by the way. And when I woke up this morning the cardboard was on the floor. The little baby in me says to get the hell out of there. The normal rational human in me says that is the noise we heard last night and I probably just didn't tape it very well.

I told Nick he isn't allowed to leave me home alone anymore. I have watched way too many scary movies. And because I read that stupid article the other day I am thoroughly freaked out. Like to the point where I shake and my heart races when I think about it. I will probably carry a bat or something with me whenever I am home now. And I know what you're probably thinking. "Man she is crazy there is nothing living up there" But tell me you wouldn't be slightly freaked out if this were your place. And it doesn't help that we hear things that make it sound like people or animals are running around right above our heads.

For now let's just hope I am crazy and just imagining things in my head. I will give you an update if we ever get the guts to actually look in there with a flashlight.