Thursday, January 7, 2010

ending

A Gift

http://img709.imageshack.us/img709/8172/finalmessagex.png

Before I leave.

Exit

I want all of you to know. I'm happy, and safe. He came, and we danced. We played.

He showed me something. Something wonderful.

He told me things, so many things. He's worked on us for years, and especially on me. He had to prepare me, had to...get me ready. And he knew that we do not last as long as him, we wither and die and we are not PATIENT.

He knew I'd tell you all. He's come for me and I'm free.

He'll come for all of you someday as well.

Just...if you ever walk by a window at night, and you hear the trees move...

He watches. And waits.

Always.
I don't want to look out. But I know it's there, waiting for me. Watching me. I don't want to go out, see it, let it in.

I don't want it in here with me.
Oh my god. I figured it out, I figured out what this thing wants.

I've been feeling him, knowing that he was watching me but I didn't know what it meant. He tried to show me, but I couldn't take it. Couldn't take what he was showing me.

This thing is FARMING me, absorbing my fear. Like fucking CATTLE, it's been with me my entire life, triyng to get into my head. It can control people just by looking at them, what the hell is it going to do with me?

Dammit, I can hear it tapping at the door.
alright, turned all the lights off and got my bat, managed to lock the door

i know it wont keep him out but i gotta try

dammit, what the hell is this thing doing here AGAIN? it wants something, i know it does.
oh my god guys he's right outside, i can see him in the street
dammit, so much fog

cant see him anymore, god fucking dammit guys i can hear that drumming sound again

just saw something outside, SHIT

brb, baseball bat

Dream

OH, and if anyones wondering I DID dream about Slenderman. Or the Watcher. Whatever.

He didn't actually appear in my dream himself, but he was a... subject. I was on a motorcycle, driving through a path in what looked to be the forest in my town. And you know what idiotic idea my mind decides to give me? Me, running over a bunch of big cardboard, lifesize Slenderman's like some sort of motorcycle rider who's had enough of this shit. They flew off the road and some of them exploded. Cartharthic, but... not really what I expected.

Then one of them hit me and I managed to crash into someones house. The extremely loud yelling from the old mexican woman inside made me wake up.

I don't know whether it's a good or a bad thing that I get... this, instead of the nightmares other people seem to experience. I guess I'm just more used to the Slenderman.

Normal...?

Finally got some sleep. Logged on here as soon as I woke up and took a good, long look at this blog.

Then I deleted the last few entries. Bit too crazy. I'm wondering what the "truth" I was talking about was, but it's just a dull thought. I don't want to think about this anymore.

Wondering if I should get a priest or a "paranormal investigator" in here. Or something. I'd talk to my family but they're so far away... maybe my friends....but whats happening sounds too insane to be real.

This is unbelievable. The Watcher has me in a god damn corner here.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

End

Don't know what to think. Looking over the blog...it's crazy. Is that me writing that, or the Watcher, or the Watcher making me write it? It's...certainly something I'll be thinking about.

But you know the worse part?

I can remember some of it. The tree, the drumming, seeing him watching me watch him...that brief connection, like a tendril. Like when two tree branches split, but right at the base there's a brief part....

And I don't even know if those are real memories, or if HE put them there.

I'm so tired.. I wanna go to sleep, but what if he's in my dreams? What if he's outside right now, and sleep is the only thing I CAN do?

I wish I could tell someone about this.

Dammit.

Couldn't go to work. Sick. There's something in my head. Feels like somethings pounding against my head. A headache but worse, a constant DRUMMING AGAINST MY SKULL fuck it hurts so much. And I keep seeing the Watcher. Not in here, but in my head. There's so many fragmented images but if I focus on them, all I can feel is that throbbing.

I thought this would make more sense, if I told people about it. That'd it would be better then anything else. I was wrong, it's just getting worse.

I can't believe this thing is so real to so many other people but it's still fucking me over like this, FUCK Can't you all HEAR IT? See it, breathe it in SEE HIM IN THE FIELDS OF A THOUSAND SOULS Can't you feel this fucking THING watching us, waiting for a moment to move? SO IT CAN TAKE US Dammit, I can feel something...I'm on a realization but it hurts, it hurts my head oh god it hurtttttttttttttttttttts

FUCK thia sI CAN T WRITE ANYMORE

Something.

Can't get a thought out of my head. It's been nagging me. How you guys said that, that it was...toying with me. Something about that really hit me, and I can't remember why.

Dammit, this is gonna stick with me all day.

Searching

Looking through more photos. More stories. Even found an audio file that people think is from this thing.

http://tindeck.com/listen/fkkj

This is sound of this thing abducting someones child. Think about that for a second. There's no mention of how this things voice is changed...it's just a little mention in a news report.

Is this thing controlling peoples heads? What the hell IS it? That voice just...it was unnatural. When it screamed.

I want you guys to know, I'm not "tough" or anything. When I drove that thing out, that wasn't me being brave. That was me DESPERATE, that was blind panic. Blind "oh shit wave your arms and scream a lot" panic.

Fourth Encounter

And by fourth I mean "awesome" and by "encounter" I mean "cock slapping" and by "cock slapping" I mean "baseball bat"

Yeah, the thing ran like a motherfucker once I went after it. Still toying with me. Getting a bit afraid.

Wondering why it hasn't just offed me yet.

OH GOD

THE THING IS IN MY FUCKING HOUSE

ITS IN MY FUCKING HOUSE RIGHT ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE DOOR

BRB BASEBALL BAT

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Third Encounter

Blacked ot. Couldn't cou, remember what the hell happened. I was looking at one of the Marble Hornet vvideos and then it just...went wrong somehow. I dunno, something up with the screen.

Anyway, I know I blacked out after that. Woke up afterwards... falling asleep at the computer would be funny any other time, but christ. I think HE wa s ther as well, but I can't be sure. Pretty sure he must have done it. Slenderman, or whatever the hell it is.

The Watcher's getting bolder with me, I guess. Whatevers happening is making me feel pretty helpless, guys.

Night

Been up late, couldn't help it. I had to keep reading stories, looking at all the pictures. After years of not knowing what this thing was, it's amazing to find such a...trove of info on it online like this.

Still, alot of it's confusing. In some stories he has those tentacles someone mentioned, in another he has EYES...

Going to sleep, this cant be good for me. Then again, having a paranormal hell demon stalking someone they're entire life isn't exactly my cup of tea either.

Monday, January 4, 2010

Second Encounter

Saw the Watcher again, right when I got out of work. Fucker wasn't far away either like he usually is, he was right near my car. Seriously, do you get how messed up that is? I find out he's some sort of paranormal hell demon, so he decides to stand RIGHT NEXT TO MY CAR?

I know this sounds pretty stupid but I rushed the thing. This was MY car abd there was no way I was going to let this fucker throw it in a tree or whatever the hell it does. I was fed up with this paranormal bullshit. Besides, if it works with bears it would work with a ghost, right? Wait, that's not a good analogy...nevermind.

Managed to trip myself running at the thing, and when I got up he was gone. Managed to rescue my car though.

I think the thing is toying with me, you guys were right. No way I'm hiding either, from what I've read it doesn't help. I'll keep you guys posted.

Encounter

I think the Watcher came back, but not like he usually does.

Anyway, I had just woken up. Was doing the normal routine, brushing, shaving etc...and I realized I'd been hearing something weird. I looked over the entire apartment, checked everything electronic.

Couldn't find what was making the noise. Then I realized what it was.

There WAS no noise. No birds outside, not any of the noises the apartment would make...everything was just gone. As soon as I realized this, everything "started" up again.

I know this is something I shouldn't get into, but I can't stop looking everything up...it's addictive, almost. I'll put any more encounters up.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Slenderman?

Alright, thank you HidingSeeker for scaring the living shit out of me. After googling "Slenderman" I noticed that this thing looks EXACTLY like what I've been seeing! I know I didn't describe what the Watcher actually looks like...well, this IS what he looks like!

Even a little glimpse at the links I've looked up show that this thing is really dangerous. Seriously, there are so many stories about it...

I'll try and keep everyone posted in case "The Watcher" pops up anymore. Perhaps finding out who he is will prompt him to come out of hiding? I don't know, it's just good to know other people have seen this person or being or...whatever it is.

First Post

Right, so I guess this is the start of my new blog. And surprisingly, it's not about my life or any of my views, or anything like that. It's actually about...well, something strange. I would never ever talk about this in real life. Being anonymous is a great thing.

It's just... has anyone ever read about shadow people? Ghosts? I think I'm experiencing something like that.

Ever since I was a child, I've been seeing this thing. "The Watcher" is what I've called it, because that's all it does. He just watches me, and that's it. When I was a child, it was nice having him around. He'd never appear around anyone else, but he was a satisfactory imaginary friend, in the few years that I was relatively friendless. Once I got older, I became aware that seeing something like this was odd. And slowly, I began to see more and more people, and he moved to farther away locations.

He'd be in some distant place, always out of reach. In some trees, up on the rooftops...always close enough for me to see but in some remote location.

I still see him. And it doesn't scare me, but knowing that it isn't normal intruiges me. What if there's something wrong with me and I don't know it?

I know alot of people have hallucinations at least once in their lives, but this thing has been with me my ENTIRE life. Has anyone else ever experienced anything like this?

And... I guess happy new years to everyone out there.