Snowpocalypse

I've been neglecting this it seems; my bad.

Well, things are going smoothly down here. We haven't seen the Slenderman once, which is... odd. Bay Says that this is the first time in months she's felt safe. Or, well, safer.
I want Bay to be safe. This isn't fair for her...

She's on my mind alot, if it isn't obvious.

Well, regarding the Masked girl, we still haven't met her. Although, Erin claims she saw her one night out in town. She'd gone out to get reception off her phone to call her aunt, and she said the girl was just sitting casually on a bench across in the neighbors yard. Legs crossed, arms crossed, and just watching. She, of course, ran in to get me. By the time I got out, she was gone.

I hope Erin wasn't lying.

On a less dark note, my dad called me today. Said Indiana's going through something called Snowpocalypse. I laughed at the name, a lot. If you're in the middle of it, I wish you the best of luck.
I asked if he's been seeing anything odd around him, or if he had a cough. He says nothing's wrong. Thank god.

On that note, I'm going to go. Bay's going to be over in a few. That damn girl is running through this crazy rain... I think I'll suprise her and meet her halfway, with an umbrella~ She'd like that.

-Jamie

Louisiana

I haven't been here in years. When my parents split way back when, dad kept me with him in Indy, while mom went down to Louisiana to be with her side of the family. Sometimes I would fly down and visit mom, up until I hit my teenage years. It's been an awkward childhood, I'd say.

Erin's taking a nap downstairs, I'm up in a loft. My old bedroom from being a kid.

Mom was surprised to see us. I take it dad never talked to her about us coming by. What can you do, I suppose. Nonetheless, she took us in happily, and it felt as if I was just down for another visit.

Despite being followed by a killer.
Despite said killer dispatching its minions after us.

We realized we were being trailed around in Florida by hollowed, when one apparently approached Erin's Aunt, asking if they knew our whereabouts. Her Aunt luckily realized telling them would be a bad decision, and kept her mouth shut. I guess the hollowed took this civilly and left.
We managed to get out of there without much trouble though, which is a godsend.

When we got here, we went to mom's and left our stuff, and went out to meet Bay.
For those of you wondering, Bay is a childhood friend of mine, and... well, she's just a friend.
She's also, unfortunately, infected. I suppose she got caught up in this like many others, out of curiosity.

We asked to see the Masked girl, but I guess she's been laying low for awhile now. Bay assumes she'll be back out sometime soon, and when she is, I've got so many questions to ask.
She's been running for two years now, according to Bay.

I hope she's out tonight.
-Jamie

Safe

Hey guys, back again. Sorry for being out for awhile, not meaning to scare anyone. Just wanted to say Erin and I made it to Florida...

Jul's aunt decided not to leave to Centralia. I guess her sense came back to her at some point, the poor woman was shaken for so long. She's going to wait. She thinks he'll come home.
Maybe he will.

As for Erin and myself, we're enjoying the beaches out here, staying with her cousins. I think it's a bad idea personally, to get them involved. Hopefully, we'll be out by the end of the week. Not long enough to cause troubles. To ruin lives...

My dad contacted me last night. He, to my understanding, talked to Jul's Aunt the other night. He's worried, so worried. Thank god she didn't go into detail of what's happening. Long story short, he's going to wait for me.
I hope I'll see him again. I miss my dad.
He wants me to see my mom, although. I've mixed feelings over this. She's in Louisiana, if I'm correct...
Come to think of it, someone else is in Louisiana... her name's Bay.
Bay's... something special.

Those thoughts aside, I think I'll leave it at that. We're safe. Safer than we've been for awhile.

I'll sleep well tonight.

Home Sweet Home

I'm back in Indiana with Erin. We got in yesterday, driving since the 26th. It's nice to be home, although dad doesn't know I'm in yet. He's at work for the night, and won't be home until about midnight. I'll be leaving by then, hopefully.

He doesn't need to worry. I've got a note for him.

Erin's got family down south in Florida, so we may be leaving to go. I've got to wait for her to get back here. She went to go visit her mom while we're in town, although this may be a horrible idea... I'm afraid the police may know we're back... could hold us here. We've been accounted as missing for almost a month now...

I don't even know how to tell Julienne's aunt that he's gone.
I can't say he's dead, but he's not living.

I want to save him. Is there a way to save the hollowed...?



I miss him. I miss him so much.
I'm sorry this happened to you, Juli.

Rising Expedition?

So, this week has been anti-climatic.

I called my brother earlier, and, oh boy big suprise, no answer. That still leaves a major part of my issues unsolved. The other part, of course, being the 8 foot tall man that no one can see, who is also stalking me.
Yeah, that one.

Tomorrow's the big day. Julienne's got everything ready to go, fuck, he even had new tires put on yesterday to his car (damn you Indiana and your perfect timing of shit weather). All in all, we're ready to get out of here. I'm strangely excited... but I've got a sickening feeling. Probably just nerves...

I'll keep this remotely short; nothing exciting's happened yet, Tall Guy's still been outside my window (although he's stopped singing and resorted to just watching) every night. No one ever sees him, and yet I live on a main roadway. Fuck my life? Yeah, fuck my life.

Erin's become secluded from us it feels like. I think she knows we plan on leaving... I swear, if Juls told her, his head may as well be bitten off. Either way, all she's done this past week has been casting me looks of despair; if I try to confront her, she shruggs it off as being tired or overworked. Which, I doubt. She works at a damn TacoBell up the road. All the customers either come in stoned throughout the night, or families with little shits for kids. Alas, I digress.

I still need to make her and my dad notes. Ugh.


....

Well, TallGuy's tapping for my attention now. I've given it to him, and all he does is either stare, or look off awkwardly (like my dreams). Tall Guy, for a damned stalker, you are quite the peculier one...
Goodnight, young Anons. I''ll either be back tomorrow or Saturday~

-Jamie

A Plan

(NOTE: for the rest of the week, I'm going to closely monitor what is going on. I'll record shit down here everynight until Friday)

Today at school, I noticed some things.

Tall Guy (I refuse to call him the Slenderman; I can't do it. Plus, he seems more wacky and fun this way! -sarcasm-) seems to understand that school is my time not to be screwed with. When I left this morning, he was still outside my window, in clear view! Just standing. Maybe watching. He made no signs of following me, and it felt nice to have a somewhat safe haven. For the time, at least. When I returned home, he was gone, which while in itself was nice, I felt unsettled.

Julienne and I discussed briefly our plan for Friday:

-school like normal
-comeback to my house to pick up some bags and other items
-go to his house to do the same
-leave a note (nothing suicidal, we want to come back, eventually) with an undisclosed location
-get the hell out of town

...in my head, it seemed more realistic. I'm going to think of this as only a roadtrip to get away from stress.

Disregarding the fact it's supernatural stress.

His aunt is out for the week until Sunday, so by the time she sees our note, we'll be long gone.
I'm still debating to leave dad a note. I may be 18, but he will still worry to hell and back.

Shit, that reminds me. Jul's birthday is the 21st. He's turning 19, and even if we're still dealing with Tall Guy, he's getting a birthday! Even if it may be a car party... hahaa.

Well, I hope our plan will work. I really hope so.


More than anything I just wish this would go away.

-Jamie

PS: I'm sure Tall Guy missed me at work, so I'm assuming he'll be back for more lullabys tonight. Joy.

Goodnight Deamonslayer

I don't know what to say. Shit's going down hill fast. I think I may need to explain.

Last night, he was here. Outside my window, rapping on the glass like nothing. At first I thought it to be a tree branch, but then I heard the voice. He was singing. The Tall Guy, staring at me at work, and who followed Julienne and I to Chicago, was outside my fucking window, singing. And I don't mean fucking classics, he was singing a song I havn't heard since my sister moved out when I was 12. As odd as it seems, I recall it as 'Goodnight Deamonslayer' by Voltaire (I'll link it at the end); it's a damned lullaby.

I have no idea as to why this man was singing this, or how, because I havn't even touched the iceburg of crazy yet. He's got no face.
No eyes, mouth, nose, ears, nothing. When I saw this fact, I screamed. I screamed so loud. I screamed hoping it would leave. He just kept singing.

Which brings me back to my point of how does something with no face sing?

I've been reading a man named M's blog. He seems to be having the same problems, but on a different level. If we are anything alike, then only hell know's what to happen to me next. I want his help. I need his help.

Julienne and Erin are seeing it. The man in the suit. Every day when Juls comes to pick me up from work, it's there. He's always out far in the parking lot, in plain sight, yet no one acknowledges him. Not the guys on security duty in the managers loft, not the customers, no one. Except of course Juls and I. Why can no one see him? You would think a god damned eight foot tall man in a suit would be noticeable.

Oh, and there's the fact he has no face.

Regardless, I'm getting freaked out a bit.

I watched that Marble  Hornets shit too, by the way (maybe my paranoia is being supplied by that? I'm unsure). While it was entertaining in a horrific kind of way, I feel like.... it's mocking me. Why would you make joke videos of something so serious? (also disregarding the fact they [creaters] are more than likely closeted 4chan members on top of being SA posters. But I digress) I find it so mocking. This shit has been following me for weeks now, follwing Julienne. I'm worried it's going to get to Erin soon. She may be strong, but I will not let her get involved moreso into this than she has to be. Juls on the other hand has made it painstakingly clear he will not let me face this alone. It's almost romantic, him like that of my Prince Charming.

Ignoring the fact Julienne is 100% gay. Wishful thinking in an awkward, terrified, and lonely kid of way.

I have winter break by the end of this week. I'm hoping to skip town for awhile by then. Julienne and I both are considering running, without Erin. I love her, and she's like my sister. She can't come with us. She won't come with us. She told me the other day she sees the Tall guy following me. She seems disturbed by it, moreso than myself. I want her out of this before she's in too deep. I read M's blog a few weeks back talking about making allies, only to 'infect' (the term he uses) them into this. Which brings me to a greater point.

Why and how was I infected? This shit was subtly happening even before MH was sent to me. The Tall guy was watching me since Augest or September. So why is he now just scaring me?


I've got enough money saved to make it months ($1200 total, fuck yeah saving for years and partial help from dad!), and Juls has got some spare as well; he also has a running car, which is more than I can account for. The only issue we're having now of skipping town would be our parents. I love my dad, and I can't let something happen to him. I've got a mom down south, who I could give about half a shit to. Julienne's got his Aunt, but she's gone a lot on business .

I guess we wouldn't be leaving much. Just Erin and dad. Do I really want to leave them behind? In the end, isn't it for the best...?

I have conflicting feelings. Fucking teenage girl kicking in.

I'll have my decision by Friday.

Here is 'Goodnight Deamonslayer'. I could not listen to it, it's so different from the Tall man's voice. He was so scratchy. And dark. Not deep, just... dark. I have no words to describe it. Either way, enjoy..?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8fDlJsYr0sY

Good evening...

Blogging. Uh, how to start this...

I'm Jamie, and welcome? If you're randomly wandering by, I'm just here to talk of life, and other boring junk. And possibly to complain, or talk about love~ (I'm only a teenager, cut me some slack x3). I'm not very interesting, just a nerdy chick from the east coast, trying to get by my last year of high school. You know the drill, haha.

Senior year's going by pretty quickly it feels. Hell, it's only September, but I feel like it's been longer... Hopefully Julienne and Erin will have some classes with me next semester; it feels like every year we're split up. :( And I do miss my best friends quite dearly... hopefully in college we'll live together off campus.... '3' My oh my, this is getting quite personal. I hope Erin doesn't find this, haha, like she did my Livejournal....

Well, I have work in 20 minutes.... I should probably wrap this up a bit.
Expect a nicer post from me later! For now, it's time for the joys of stocking shelves at Kroger! :I