There's something in here

I'm Zoey Rider, I'm 17 years old and I moved into the old Walter house in the Northern part of Maine. When I first moved in I thought it was a gorgeous home but over the past 8 months it had gone from a dream home to a horrible nightmare and there is something here. Whatever is here, it had terrorized me and my family. My girlfriend refuses to come over anymore because she was physically attacked by something here, my parents had split and are considering divorce because of what they've experienced, and my younger brother went missing just last week. Tonight, Mom had left me alone so she could go to work at the hospital. I have a good feeling that by my Mom leaving me alone, the house has effectively gotten what it wanted. I sat on the spiral staircase near the front door with a bag in case the house decides to make a move, While I waited for Mom to come home I decided to text my girlfriend Jade and she hasn't texted me back. Since I couldn't talk to Jade, I decided to text Dad and he tells me to stop texting him and when I checked the Instagram I had set up for him I quickly realized that he definitely wasn't intending on reconciling with Mom. So, as I've done for the past week now I called my younger brother Mason. As I listened to the dial tone, I heard my younger brother's ringtone. The hairs on my neck stood up as I remembered that my brother's phone wasn't found in the last place he was seen, the public bus stop. I race up the stairs thinking that my brother is somewhere in the house, finally coming home but at the end of the vast hallway was a tall lanky figure hang up my brother's Samsung Galaxy Note20 5G. Tossing it aside, it cocked its head to the side with an audible snapping sound. At the very sight of this thing, I turned around and started to sprint. While racing down the stairs, the door opened wide and I wrapped my arms around my mother in a panic. "Zoey, honey. What's wrong?", Mom asked me as she hugged me back "There's a tall man in the house, upstairs". Mom went upstairs with me, she flicked on the light switch and found nothing at the end of the hall. We quietly had dinner and got ready for bed. As I laid down in bed, I noticed that out of the corner of my eye that something was slipping out of my closet and inching towards my bed. I took a chance and bolted out of my bed and towards the door hoping to get away, I then felt something pull my hair and forcing me back away from the door and tossed towards my dresser. I watched helplessly as the figure closed my door and locked it.