The Insomniac's Fear of the Darkness

O rosa has had this weird thing, like the last month or two, where i feel like there's someone living and like the attic or the walls of our house. There are nights wher i'm like laying watch and stuff on my tablet, and we keep our bedroom door cracked open so the cat can run in and out. And i swear one of the days it was like lly unhinged, and neither she or i have messed with it. I don'y think we could reach it without ik a ladder. That room's y high up for some reason, in that closet. Is fair? Or no ran in the other situation, like you didn't look