Moving Again

We are on the move again. This is a different hotel than the one we were in during  the previous post. Nate keeps telling me not to be to hard on myself. That I did what I had to and I had saved his life. I want to believe him. I really do, but something keeps telling me I'm a terrible person.
Alexis won't speak to me. Every time I try to say something to her, she walks away.
We have to go now.
I feel sick.

A Retelling

Here's a more comprehensive version of my previous post. I did my usual thing (walk around, steal, ponder. That sort of thing). Alexis and Nate were at the room. I came back from my walk to converse with Alexis.

Nate must have seen something while he was peeking out the window (He almost always peeks out the window.) for he told us to hide. Alexis went into the closet, and I went into a cupboard in the kitchen area. It was quite damp in there, and dark. My legs felt cramp as I waited for the call to come out. Instead of hearing the signal I heard someone bursting through the door and slamming it shut.
He was yelling at Nate. He wanted to know where the girl was.

I don't really know the specifics of it. All I knew was that he was threatening to kill Nate if Nate didn't tell him where the girl was.

I was panicking. I didn't want Nate to die, but Nate kept telling the man he didn't know what girl the man was talking about.

I quietly open the cupboard door and got out. I tiptoed, quite literally, to the drawers, opened one up, and got myself a butchers knife. The only thing that was going through my head was to protect Nate.

The man wasn't really a big man. A little bit bigger than Nate, that's all.

I snuck up behind the man and stabbed in the stomach area. I kept stabbing him until he finally dropped down dead.

Alexis came out from her hiding place and she let out a terrible scream and she wouldn't stop crying.

I just stood there, and Nate just stared at me with his eyes wide and mouth open, and Alexis just cried.

I'm so sorry.

I finally managed to say something and you wanna know what I said? I said "We have to clean this up. Please help me clean up this mess." And there was a door, so I used that to get rid of the body. Door means we have to leave.




That's all that happened.

I am truly sorry.

Sorry again so sorry

I have killed a man. Really sorry
Im sorry sososorry i didnt mean to. why? why did i do that? why was it so hard to get the blood stains out? but i must clean it get it out because nate is paying for tgis room and theyll charge him mre if there is any stains.
 shes still crying. she hates me. i am no better than than...them? who are they? proxies? was that man a proxy? i dont...i have to get rid of him. the body.
he came into the room, screaming at nate. he wanted the girl. he threatened nate and i got scared. i told the girl to hide. i grabbed the butcher knife and jammed it into the guys stomach. i jammed it in there really goofd. over and over and over, until his blood soaked my jacket and stained my hands.
just let
must get rid of the body.
and it was so easy


i think i'll give a better account of what happened later. i need to do some cleaning. a shower

gotta throrw uop

Just your friendly neighborhood stalker. Heh. I wonder if I can get away with peeping in on people if I say that. Probably not.

Oh yeah, some dude's stalking us. Actually I think he's just stalking Alexis. I'm not that famous enough to be stalked like that. Soooo hungry. I wish I didn't wish we still had some more poptarts. Damn.

I'm just passing the time. There's nothing to do, except walking, and I don't feel like walking.

I can't believe it's already been about a year since I've been on the road.

Mustn't think about that.

Weird Shit That Has Happened These Past Few Months

Hey everybody! How is everyone? I'm guessing that if you're reading this, then you are somewhat fine. Fine as in not dead. Unless you are the undead. I wonder how that would work out. Here's a list of the things that happened to me. I'm pretty sure Alexis wrote her side of the story.

1) The Rake returns
And that bastard scratched me. Damn that hurt like hell. I woke up one night and he was in the room. He sort of just sat there, watching me. Then Alexis woke up and she starts freezes. The Rake shows his many sharp teeth, it kind of looked like he was smiling, and he pounces on me. I manged to get out of the way. Unfortunately, I fell. That gave the Rake enough time to scratch at my leg before Nate threw a lamp at it. That pissed the Rake off. Apparently, creatures don't like having lamps thrown at them. Go figure. He screams and then he just scuttles away. Strange that he would choose to do that. Although, that could be him just fucking with us, or he rage quit.

2) A girl breaking down in tears after I asked her how she was doing
I suspect that the Choir were/was? messing with her. Poor girl. She looked really trouble. I really hope she doesn't kill herself or others. I did give her a note that had some information on what might be troubling her. I did not stick around to see if she read it or not.

3) I keep waking up in the weirdest places
Seriously. In the bathtub, outside, in a warehouse, etc. WTF? Why the hell do I wake up in those places sometime. I think Alexis and Nate worry about me. Pretty soon, they'll have to tie me to the bed.

4) Shoot-out
That was one crazy shoot-out. It was all because of some drugs. Actually, I'm pretty sure I heard motorcycles, so maybe some of them were Timberwolves. I'm not sure on that one.

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Confuses me. I'll get used to it. Blast, I'm behind on everyone's blog. I really mean it.

Nothing big happened these couple of weeks, other than the fact that Alexis's stalker is sort of a creep and morally ambiguous. Who side is he on? He seems to be working for Slendy, but at the same time, he tried to warn Alexis about staying away from him. Nice advice.

I'm getting better. I can eat well now. And I can laugh. We're all fine and dandy right now. We're doing nothing but chilling because it's summer break. Yippee.

Return

I don't see the point. I know Alexis wants me to write, but I don't really feel like doing it. I haven't much motivation to do anything. I try to eat, but I lack the appetite. Eating just makes me want to throw up. My sleeping has been alright though. I have been getting a lot of sleep.

They're just going to leave anyways.

I hate so much. Myself. Hate hate hate. It's just hate and nothingness. Heh, I am nothing. No, I will become nothing. Null. People will forget about my existence, and once everyone forgets, it would be as if I have never existed.

I am tired. There's really nothing for me to write about, since I really didn't do anything. Nothing but sleeping. I do fall asleep at odd places though. I'll be sleeping on the couch, and then the next thing I know I'm sleeping in the bathtub.

My whole family is dead but...it feels unreal. I just want to curl up and escape.

Tired.

Well, here's a crappy return post. Hopefully the next one will be better.