Bumps in The Night

It's getting harder and harder to sleep with all the ruckus at night. It's like this house is alive. And I'm starting to wonder who or what is here? I thought my house was just settling, but there's something far more unsettling about it, like it's tainted, maybe even cursed. And I don't think it wants me here. I'm sleeping less and less these days and all of my repairs are falling apart.

I can't help but document it. I swear, I'm not losing my mind, even though it feels like it at times. But I managed to record some paranormal activity last night. It wasn't even windy either, but that didn't stop the shutters from keeping me up all night and the whispers in the walls are getting louder.