It starts three feet from one end of the porch. There is a ragged hole in the wooden planks that gets bigger every day. I placed an old piece of plywood over it for safety reasons.<\/p>\n
Who knows what lurks down in that\u00a0pitch black pit.<\/p>\n
I’ve got to get it\u00a0fixed.<\/p>\n
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He’s up there again. I hear him walking. Each step bends the planks and I think he is going to come down on top of me. I heard him say he wants to fix the hole. If he does that he might see me. That is not going to happen.\u00a0This is my home.<\/p>\n
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