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.

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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.