Grace

That might make sense to some people. It might not make sense to some people. But that's how my house feels all the time. It like always feels like there's a little bit of thinness and a little bit of like pressure that's otherwise not there. So at this time, like... It was just a more intense version of that. It felt, like, kind of heavy.

And I still do love the house, but I think Mark, you know, and as things started to pick up more and more, Mark also started to figure out, like, we can't live in this house like this forever. Like, that's not going to work. Like, we're going to have to do something about this because... We live here now, like this is our house and we don't want to leave.

And I still do love the house, but I think Mark, you know, and as things started to pick up more and more, Mark also started to figure out, like, we can't live in this house like this forever. Like, that's not going to work. Like, we're going to have to do something about this because... We live here now, like this is our house and we don't want to leave.

And I still do love the house, but I think Mark, you know, and as things started to pick up more and more, Mark also started to figure out, like, we can't live in this house like this forever. Like, that's not going to work. Like, we're going to have to do something about this because... We live here now, like this is our house and we don't want to leave.

And the next couple things that happened, I think Mark, he started to get like not just a little bit less skeptical, but he started to get full on board with getting rid of whatever was in the house. There were two more incidents that happened within the span of a week. The first one was pretty innocuous. I had what I thought was a regular night's sleep.

And the next couple things that happened, I think Mark, he started to get like not just a little bit less skeptical, but he started to get full on board with getting rid of whatever was in the house. There were two more incidents that happened within the span of a week. The first one was pretty innocuous. I had what I thought was a regular night's sleep.

And the next couple things that happened, I think Mark, he started to get like not just a little bit less skeptical, but he started to get full on board with getting rid of whatever was in the house. There were two more incidents that happened within the span of a week. The first one was pretty innocuous. I had what I thought was a regular night's sleep.

And when I woke up in the morning, came downstairs, it suddenly hit me, this memory of having my hand held in the night. My hand was dangling over the side of the bed. And I had like that physical memory sensation of somebody holding my hand. And I turned to Mark and I said, somebody was holding my hand last night.

And when I woke up in the morning, came downstairs, it suddenly hit me, this memory of having my hand held in the night. My hand was dangling over the side of the bed. And I had like that physical memory sensation of somebody holding my hand. And I turned to Mark and I said, somebody was holding my hand last night.

And when I woke up in the morning, came downstairs, it suddenly hit me, this memory of having my hand held in the night. My hand was dangling over the side of the bed. And I had like that physical memory sensation of somebody holding my hand. And I turned to Mark and I said, somebody was holding my hand last night.

A few nights later, Frances was getting up really early, so we would take turns being up with her at like 4.35 in the morning and let the other person sleep. So I was sleeping in on this day, and I was laying in bed, and I heard my door open. And then I felt somebody's hands around my ankles. They slowly pulled me down, probably a foot. So I was now off my pillow.

A few nights later, Frances was getting up really early, so we would take turns being up with her at like 4.35 in the morning and let the other person sleep. So I was sleeping in on this day, and I was laying in bed, and I heard my door open. And then I felt somebody's hands around my ankles. They slowly pulled me down, probably a foot. So I was now off my pillow.

A few nights later, Frances was getting up really early, so we would take turns being up with her at like 4.35 in the morning and let the other person sleep. So I was sleeping in on this day, and I was laying in bed, and I heard my door open. And then I felt somebody's hands around my ankles. They slowly pulled me down, probably a foot. So I was now off my pillow.

My legs were probably dangling like from my knees to my feet off the end of my bed. And I sort of like shook myself and I felt the ankles, my hands around my ankles again, and again pulled me down. But this time I felt myself being pulled off the bed completely, like hitting the ground. I could feel my cheek rubbing against the linens. I could feel my body smacking against the wood floor.

My legs were probably dangling like from my knees to my feet off the end of my bed. And I sort of like shook myself and I felt the ankles, my hands around my ankles again, and again pulled me down. But this time I felt myself being pulled off the bed completely, like hitting the ground. I could feel my cheek rubbing against the linens. I could feel my body smacking against the wood floor.

My legs were probably dangling like from my knees to my feet off the end of my bed. And I sort of like shook myself and I felt the ankles, my hands around my ankles again, and again pulled me down. But this time I felt myself being pulled off the bed completely, like hitting the ground. I could feel my cheek rubbing against the linens. I could feel my body smacking against the wood floor.

And when I opened my eyes again, I was back on the top of my bed at my pillow. I don't know how to explain this, but I felt like I was being taken to another place. My physical body wasn't being pulled, but I was being pulled out of my body. I felt like I was being taken somewhere. I felt like I was receiving a very forceful invitation to enter another world. It felt like a trick.

And when I opened my eyes again, I was back on the top of my bed at my pillow. I don't know how to explain this, but I felt like I was being taken to another place. My physical body wasn't being pulled, but I was being pulled out of my body. I felt like I was being taken somewhere. I felt like I was receiving a very forceful invitation to enter another world. It felt like a trick.

And when I opened my eyes again, I was back on the top of my bed at my pillow. I don't know how to explain this, but I felt like I was being taken to another place. My physical body wasn't being pulled, but I was being pulled out of my body. I felt like I was being taken somewhere. I felt like I was receiving a very forceful invitation to enter another world. It felt like a trick.

It felt like it wanted me to trust it. Whatever is trying to take me here, it wants me to feel like this is playful and no big deal. But there was something really deep down in me that was just like, you're not supposed to go there. And I very quickly was just like, fuck that. Under no circumstances am I going anywhere against my will. Like, I'm not going to let anything take me anywhere.