Whatever

I can't believe after all this time we finally meet each other. It's been a while since I have seen Gramps. I think months or years. I sort of lost track of time. Now the Rake on the other hand, and the City, I've had numerous encounters with. That fucker seems to travel.  Although I have yet to see any Doors ever since that incident.  I miss them. I miss the life I had
 before all of this. It all seems really strange, unreal.  Running seems futile because they always seem to show up when you least expect it. Or, I get some horrible revelation about something horrible or a terrible thing that I had done without me even knowing I had done it. And I feel that I am disgusting and I need to be punished.


I wish I was wiser and stronger and able to talk to others, and  inspire them. Ugh, it's a good thing Slender just chills in the background, which is a bit unnerving, but most of the time I barely notice him.

Fuck it. I'm just going to go back to staring at the wall.

Still a bit sick

I am feeling a little bit better than I was yesterday. I am still a bit weak though. Alexis is still asleep. She stood up all night. Hah. I am lucky the manager believes me when I say that I am about 18. Although he wishes I would get an ID and a job. I don't know how long I'll be staying here. What with all the monsters. So, I guess it would be pointless to do so.

Yeah, I remember what i was told last night. It hasn't hit me yet. I'll give it some time.  Right now my feelings a hard to figure out. Then again, when aren't they? This time, I guess I am numb. There must be some feelings under there. Probably a lot of self hatred.

Sick

While Alexis was or is busy blogging, here I am feeling the first stage of an illness. It doesn't help that we don't eat much, but I really don't have much of an appetite,  and I aalso don't sleep much either. My life is just vague. I only do things because Alexis wants me to. Other than that,  I would probably spend my time in bed, maybe content to waste away. At least I won't have to see that dreadful man or those creatures any more if I were dead.

Fucking headache. Welp, it for today.

A cruel joke

I finally know what happened.  I got another note and a picture.  He's dead. That is what the note said,  and the picture is there to confirm it. There is a little smiling face with the tongue sticking out at the end of the note. It is way past April.  It is not even funny. This is actually a really cruel prank and he is still dead. Isn't he?

Note

So, I found some note under a rock near the door. Great thinking for the person as it was rather windy outside.  I think it might rain.

Now, the note. That man, the one who has been following on and off for who knows how long knows where my friend is. I really don't like the looks of this. I have to meet this person soon. I don't know when exactly; the note was vague. I think it might be one of those surprise visits so that I won't be prepared and therefore be on edge. I sure fucking am right now.

gone

He's gone. I can't find him anywhere. I looked everywhere. And I still cannot find him. I looked under the beds, in the closet, in the bathroom, the fridge, EVERYWHERE!

He has been gone for days now. He is never gone for days. Oh, what if he finally gave in and opened the monsterous door? Why would he leave us then? It doesn't make sense. He does not seem like the type to leave us. I hope he isn't.

God now I am scratching my arms so much and I can barely sleep. Alexis says that I have to sleep. She says that I need to rest so that we can think clearly. But I can't sleep. Fuck.notthis shit again. Perhaps I should try to sleep.

Things Are Fine

My feelings for that man have yet to go away. I thought they did after who knows how long but nope. He smiled at me and I got those metaphorical butterflies up in my stomach.
In other news. Damn it is cold. They have tthe AC on. Also, I keep coughing.  It is probably nothing serious. It could be allergies or a minor cold.