GRACE
Erika and I enjoyed our dinner together. She helped me clean up and didn’t leave until everything was tidy. Before she went home, Erika checked the windows and asked that I lock the door as soon as she left for safety. I haven’t told her what happened last night. One, it’s weird. Two, it’s scary. And three, no one is going to believe it.
I could not sleep, so I played with my phone and just watched random videos until my eyes felt heavy. When I woke up in the morning, the first thing I craved was — ketchup. Jeez. I’m not too fond of it, and the only reason I keep a bottle of one in the fridge is that Erika puts it in everything she eats.
I made coffee first, then started frying an egg and a couple of hotdogs. I was unsure of eating them with ketchup since I haven’t tried it, b
