Uninvited Presence

I live alone in a tiny one-bedroom apartment… but for months, I’ve felt like someone

else has been inside. Little things kept changing: – My kitchen sponge was wet.

– The shower floor… damp. – My cereal box moved. – And the toilet

seat was up… even though I live alone. I kept telling myself I was imagining it.

Then one day I came home early… and my closet door was wide open. I never leave it

open. I checked the whole apartment. No one. Nothing.

But the feeling wouldn’t go away. So I bought a tiny motion-activated camera,

hid it in a fake plant, and went to work like normal. The next day at