We had moved, thousands of miles away. Dad claimed it was a job transfer, but I knew the real reason. I knew it was because of the shadow in the house.
At first, my parents didn’t believe me. Said I was just hearing things; all in my head. Then, out of the blue, Dad announced a job offer, ironically very far away.
I felt safer the first night after the move. There was something oddly comforting about the new home’s unfamiliarity. Still, it took weeks before I slept soundly.
It was day twenty-four when I heard the whisper.