Showing posts with label proxies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label proxies. Show all posts

Sunday, 19 June 2011

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

Wednesday, 8 June 2011

dreaming of a little girl

First off, Apologies
you shouldn't have heard me go on and on about my life's sob story, non the less hear THAT much swearing.

Second, my thoughts and Ideas.
Soon I'll be outta here, although i have no one to really turn to.
I know there are a lot of runners, but i'd have a better chance if I was in the US i'm so isolated around here.
that's what makes this all so incredibly difficult for mii.
Damn, damn, damn, damn.

Thirdly, I tip my hat to my followers who are putting up with my BS.
life's been so hard for mii, Jessica's death, Mr.Slenderman, a few proxies and my stupid so called friends.

Although I've been writing a detailed plan, for running, need a plan in case of emergencies.
If I can get to the US I will have more of a chance of finding others who are running, its GETTING to the US that the problem starts.

forgive me, for ranting about my bad day.
I'm so stressed.
Plus Ive been getting weirder and weirder cryptic messages, possibly from proxies.

'Hold onto your doll, hold onto it tight, that doll is your heart, hold it with your might, you are the last one, the last one on the list, even though we've called you crazy, your just a little girl who's smile makes us cringe. HE misses you Melissa.'

'Last one?', 'list?', 'We've?' 'HE?' who are these people? what the heck do they want? what list? what do they mean last one? and who is HE? and how do they know my name?

I mean I keep dreaming of a little girl, I've never seen her face and I've only seen her in the distance, but I keep seeing her.
Oh dear, this is turning into a nightmare.
wake me up?
tell mii that I'm dreaming?
I need a drink.