Road bump.

Although it only takes a day to get where I was supposed to go, her car broke down.

We had to wait for a mechanic to come pick us up and take us to the nearest town.

The air was dry and people just drove past as we leaned against the truck.

She told me she was sorry, that she should have been more careful.

I said it was fine; I didn't mind relaxing in the sun.

The guy finally came. He looked at the engine and told us something had overheated. Luckily, he would be able to tow us to the garage and he said he’d let us stay there for a bit.

Once we got there, she went online and bought a plane ticket for me.

"We will arrive at the airport tomorrow. You'll get on the plane and fly to Toronto, and you'll wait there for a few hours; then, fly to Vancouver. You'll stay in the Vancouver airport for a day. Near eleven, a man will pick you up. He will smuggle you into the cargo hold of a plane flying to the U.S. From there, you just have to get past customs and find a way to Jersey..."

Something was off. How did she know exactly where I was headed? Well, to be fair, the whole trip seemed a little off.

This woman, mid-twenties, overhears me talking about getting out of the country and offers me a free ride to the airport, and then offers to pay my way to the United States. Any other adult would have just said, 'Stay in school, you’re too young to live on your own.' Next to that, she seems too kind, paying for everything, leaving out no expense.

Now, she’s just sitting on the couch, watching me as I type this all out. Her stare is totally blank.

She has long blond hair and eyes like green crystals...she reminds me of a doll...













Oh..My..God

She is.

-I_L

running.

Couldn't kill her, I tried.
She tried to kill me, and almost won.

We stood there staring at each other, she wasn't anywhere near any nightmarish image, more like a beautiful angel, hard to imagine.
She almost shone with a white light.

She laughed like a child as she brought the knife down and all I could do was life my arms as a defense.
Slash
Blood splatter
slash
extreme pain
Slash
more of the sound of flesh ripping.

I took the knife by my hands and turned it on her, (the knife left deep cuts in both my hands) impaling it into her stomach, hearing her scream sent shivers down my spine.
I ripped out the knife and felt the serrated edge tear more of her flesh as I pulled with a upwards pull.
once out I didn't stop, stabbing her again in her shoulder with the same upwards tearing motion.

She smile and grabbed my chest twisting the flesh it in a counter clockwise way, her nails dug into it causing blood to run down her fingers, I winced in pain.
And with that smile she spoke 'This body will be mine'.

She was stronger then what her tiny body looked like.
I gripped her arm and tried pulling her away but she was focused on tearing my skin away from me.
I used the knife on her again, right into her eye.

she instantly pulled away covering her face, screeching in pain, swearing at me.
'You fucking bitch, I'll kill you, I'll fucking kill you, Father..please help father.'

That's when help came in, that's when slenderman came in, and even though he does no have a face he looked pissed.

The last thing I remember is seeing his hands wrapping around my neck and the feeling of a death overcoming me.

I awoke out of breath and terrified my heart beating too fast and my body hurt to much to move.
I'm leaving.
I have to go even if this demon child is inside me I need to find help from someone who can help me rid of her.

I've looked at my map, I'm going to somehow cross the canadian/us border.
I have a girl who's willing to drive me to the border although she say's I'll have to get my own way from there.
That's perfectly fine.
She's going to pay for my plane ticket, then she will take me straight to the border.

I'm scared of what's going to happen from here on in.
But I do have to leave.

I may go to New Jersey, Possibly New York.
To Mystery and Shady be on the look out for me, you may or may not see me.

Joel and Lucas, we may cross paths.

This is it.
Even with the doll maker I must go forward.
I can't risk killing anyone I know well.


Father, Mother forgive me, I know I am not the daughter you've always asked for but up to this point I have tried my hardest.
Sister, I love you, you may not understand why I am gone, but understand I have to leave.

Slenderman, Dollmaker, Proxies.
I HATE YOU.

Running.

-I_L

sorry,

about the post yesterday, me and my mom have been having a lot of fights lately.
A lot.
About everything.
Everything.

She's always been in almost full control of my entire life, its overly stressful and really just pisses me off.
Sometimes I like to keep secrets, but she demands I tell her everything.

Yesterday I went for a walk, to the next town over, then back, when i came home I was bombarded with questions.
'Where did you go?, do you know what time it is?, don't you have school tomorrow?, Were you with someone?'

I know mothers worry, I know parents worry, I know people worry but it was getting ridiculous.
I always answer the same was, I always have, well until the one walk where I get on the ferry, but anyways.

'I went around town, no I don't know 9:30 maybe, No mom i told you I'm done school, No I'm never with someone I've always walked alone.'

"Did you go to Bruce's house?"
You see Bruce is a new worker up at the store, I'll admit he's sort of cute but I have no will or desire to date anyone  at this time in my life, nor do I even WANT to fall in love(something I do too easily).
"No I never"

She raised her eyebrow in a questioning sense
"Humm, are you sure?"

"I just told you NO mom...Jeeze"
She didn't believe me, I wouldn't lie to her about something like that.

Then she said that I'm not acting like I usually do, I've changed.
Oh really, well lets see I'm turning 17 in two days so yeah you COULD possibly say I've changed a little.

but just a little.

Oh did I forget to mention that there's a guy, you know no face, black tie and suit, white undershirt, stands at least oh you know eight maybe nine feet tall, possibly wants to kill me? Also there's another 'thing' inside me who periodically takes control and kills people, and there's little followers of the big no face man who have attacked me.

Silly me, mom, my bad.

Nope, none of that that could have possibly changed me, well guess its puberty after all.

Next to that I'm lonely.
No other runners(around here), just me, no one else around here see's slenderman, just me.
Guess I can't just wait for someone to come here grab my arm and take me with them I'll have to go looking on my own.

I don't want to run alone, but I'm sure I'll have to.
I've asked for a bag for my B-day its a hunting bag.
I'll be packing.

Then.

Ill be leaving.

As About God.
God, I love you, I want to serve you, but to have someone plan out steps as to what I would have to do scares me, I know right from wrong, but being human I will mess up, I wouldn't do wrong on free will.

So help me?
Lead me?
Because i'm never going to have the strength on my own.

Dreaming.

-I_L