Mom Wakes Up Constantly Tired, Tapes Camera to Ceiling and Instantly Regrets Watching the Footage

When she reached the main floor, her flashlight beam cut through the heavy darkness, illuminating the entryway. The heavy wooden front door was fully shut, but the deadbolt sat retracted in the unlocked position. Someone was either inside—or had just left.

With her throat dry and her hands shaking, Melanie spent the next twenty agonizing minutes scanning the entire house step by step. She checked behind curtains, peeked into the dark pantry, and searched every shadow, her heart in her throat the entire time. Everything looked untouched, yet the dread remained suffocating. 

Eager to protect her family, she hurried upstairs, gathered both Olive and Milo into her bedroom, and locked her bedroom door from the inside. She didn't sleep a single second for the rest of the night.