13 March 2019 I honestly don't know how to start. I guess I should just start from where I remember. For as long as I can remember weird things have been happening small but weird. And too many now to ignore. It started when me and my family moved out of our small town to a farm just outside a city. Now the first weird thing is that the area we moved to had the same name as me. I know small but it gets worse. The first night there was a shadow in the shape of a man he kept calling my name at least that's what I think. Now I was really little about four or five so my parents wrote it off as my Imagination. When I turned six it stopped. But that is when it actually started. My family was falling apart. My father started was drugs and started drinking. More than usual. My mother and father split up soon after that. My father got remarried. And the fights got worse. All along the shadow man was growing. The shadow was no longer a shadow but a solid black man. Faceless but solid. Anyway things got so bad that I stopped visiting my father. I haven't seen him in a couple of years but just over a month ago the dark man came back. And he looked just like my dad. Worst part is now he won't go away. I tried telling my mom but she thinks that I just miss him. Nut that's not it I am so scared. I don't know what to do anymore. This was the last entry in the dairy of an eighteen year old girl who soon afterwards committed suicide.