The Uninvited(Part 1)

2:am it begins again.The banging the constant scratching only now its worse than its ever been.Six nights i have indured the disenbodied voices that whisper beneath the darkness.Along with the stench of rotting flesh that gets stronger upon night fall.I am trying desperately to hold on to my sanity while attempting to make some sense of it all.A crucifix lay about my nightstand it used to hang high upon my wall. Until one day i began to notice that every time i placed it right side up the more it continued to fall.I have been a devout catholic most of my life and would often kneel down to pray.When the disturbance continued i looked to the church but they quietly turned me away.As i now straddle my bed in terror not daring to move a limb i call upon my savior Jesus Christ with all of the faith i have within.While i attempt to document this madness my bed slides across the floor.My door knob continues to rattle as my nerve begins to fade.Somthing without form attempts to enter my room. To be continued....