JOURNAL ENTRY 16

EL's Journal Entry 16

For 7 days now I have been sitting here staring at the wall with the door

in it. There is a code on that wall, numbers that look like that tell a date

of some kind….it means something, I know it. Yet I haven’t had the

nerve to go into the hidden staircase again. Where does it go anyway?

I looked from the outside of the house to see if I could tell and it makes

no sense. It looks like it couldn’t be possible to have such an area

hidden in the house, where does it go? Off into nowhere?

Somewhere else? Maybe a portal of some kind? Ok now I really

believe I am going mad.

It’s been a beautiful day here in Wallingford, Connecticut breezy,

dry, sunny quite a change from really hot and miserable. I enjoyed the

afternoon going outside on occasion and walking around the property.

I did venture over to the grave site to look at the stone. It seems to be

quiet during the day and the only time I can look around in that area

of the property. The stone has numbers on it too, carved in the design

they are almost undetectable but I found them. The writing on the wall

the carving on the gravestone…it all means something I know it.

Some cryptic message…..for who though? Who ever came to the

house? Me?

Now that I am in the house for the evening, I will sit for a while and

relax before I take a chance on entering the stairwell again or maybe

I will wait and enter the room tomorrow. I am not that brave and I need

to be ready for who ever is going to come down those stairs.

It’s a scary thought but this is my house and I am not leaving.

Loneliness, I have been feeling a lot of this lately despite my visitors

here at the house and I mean the ones I don’t know who they are type

of visitors. Real people, I haven’t seen any in a while. I am pretty

isolated here it’s weird I used to be quite sociable or so I thought.

Loneliness has a way of creeping up on you and snatching you up

without you realizing it’s happening until it’s too late. Spending too

much time alone can’t be a good thing. I am spending way too much

time alone.

My dark shadowed friend if I can call him, that has become more

prominent in my dreams, I am beginning to remember much more

about him. He feels like he is reaching for something could it be me or

could he have something to do with Raven Mae? I spend a lot of time

searching in my dreams as well but haven’t figured out what I am

looking for yet. What should I do? I am not sure anymore. I am

overwhelmed with not knowing what is going on and mixed feelings

and emotions that come from an absence of love in my life. I isolated

myself when those people that told me I owned this house showed up

and disappeared again.

I have been isolated ever since. I should be careful now this can

make a person vulnerable and I can’t afford to be vulnerable here

anything could happen.

For now I am going to make myself a cup of tea, keep the windows

open with the breeze blowing in and sit here and stare at the door to the

hidden staircase and contemplate my next move……..EL

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