I have this growing fear that I am hearing things. Whispers or gasps - cries along with pulsing voices that won’t seem to leave me alone. I feel as if I am going insane.

Then last night I heard footsteps outside my window.

The window had been open all day because the cats like the fresh air and I forgot to close it before I left. Sitting on the floor, feeding the cats, twelve feet away from the window; I hear two steps on the rocks and then a shoulder slides into view. That’s it, a shoulder in a light colored hoodie or some such. I yelled at the figure but received no response. I yelled again and again till finally I fell silent. The figure shifted slightly and my breath caught in my throat followed by a single footstep on the rocks and the figure moved out of sight. I had no idea if he was still there. This faceless figure took one step out of my view and was just waiting for me to try and shut the window to grab me. I sat there for over five minutes, just staring into the open darkness. I felt naked. Exposed. I feel that I’m writing about this too soon because I’m getting chills doing this while sitting with my back to that same window. Long story short, I’m getting thick curtains and leaving the windows locked