[WP]

DAY 1

I stare at the door that now sits next to my stairs, a door that i would swear was not there last night before i went to bed. Did i miss it in my excitement of finally moving into my dream home, i couldnt have though, i've been here dozens of time since the deal on the house closed, i have walked up and down these same stairs, past this same hallway and before today there was never a door here before. Im unsure as to what i should do, do i ooen it and see what lay inside, do i tell someone and hope they have an answer, or do i ignore the door and pretend it does not exist. I can feel myself starting to panic, NO this was supposed to be a normal house, i was supposed to start living a normal life. The door seemed like it thrummed in response to my inner monologue, no this isnt happening, the door isn't real i tell myself. I force the panic down and tell myself with conviction; the door is NOT real.

DAY 2

The next day i invite my mum, my girlfriend and a couple other friends over for a small house warming party, i wonder in a passing thought if the door that doesn't exist is locked. But i squash that thought because the door doesn't exist, it cant exist, it shouldn't exist. The door thrummed again, feeling like the beat of a drum, and with the sound of a bass guitar.

2 hours later after everyone had eaten i offered to take the people who had never been here on a tour of my house. But before i even started i hear the sentence i mist dread. "Why is there such a weird door in such a weird place." My friend asked."Shit." i thought. I thought i would have more time before the door was noticed. "Janice." I asked softly. "What door." I continue on, i can feel beads of sweat appearing at my temples having to lie to my friend, having to gaslight her, having to try and make her believe her eyes are decieving her, panic starting to set in again, i say quiet harshly to everyone. "Im not feeling so great, everyone needs to go." I feel myself stumble, i catch myself on the stair railing feeling slightly faint. Ppl rush to try and catch me but i push them away yelling "JUST GO!" With words of well wishes, and hopes i feel better soon they all leave.

DAY 3

Today is a new day, i stare at the door grimly the thrumming beating into my soul, having finally had to accept the door is real, having to grasp what this means of my new reality. I say to myself that this cant be real, HOW can this be real. But i know it is, i can see it right in front of me, the constant mind numbing thrumming, i have only been here for 3 days, and im losing my mind over a door, a door that should not exist. I walk away determined not to let the door win

DAY 4

The doors thrumming is constant now, im slowly losing my mind, i cant feel my sanity starting to crumble. I will right this in case im never able to make sense of myself again. To my mother: mum, dad was right, and i think my fate will be the same as his. To Janice: im sorry i tried to make it seem like the door wasnt real, but it was, after reading this leave this house and never return, it not safe. I wrote other notes to Mark, Jacob, Ambry, and Noelle just saying what sane thoughts i have left to them.

DAY 5

I cant do it anymore the door is winning, its slowly eating my sanity, why, how, i cant.............

DAY 6

I lost against the door, my will is gone, its demandng me open it

DAY 7

Huh!!! Wasnt as bad as i thought, it was empty inside

DAY 8

im sorry, i shouldn't have opened the door, i should have been stronger, im sorry.....

DAY 9

Sombody help me, its got me