Hello World
I am done.
I am done waking up in the middle of the night, and checking outside my own damn windows to see if they are out there. And seeing that they are.
I am done with the new terrifying addition of dead animals on my door step every morning.
I am done walking to classes and everybody looking at me like I am some sort of freak-show (yeah, someone on campus found this blog, and started sharing it for laughs. Asshole.)
There seems to be no other solution.
So, after talking to Dan a lot, and a bit to my aunt, I have decided to take a trip. I won't say what trip it is (for the obvious reasons), but I will say that it is free and I can be excused from classes for it. Salvation, for about 6 weeks, on the other side of the world.
I hate having to run away from my problems, but it doesn't seem like I can do anything there to help my situation. Everything I have tried has made my situation worse. The police think I am crazy depressed and stressed because of Mona's disappearance. All my classmates think I am crazy. I don't even know how much more Dan can take, but at least it has made us closer. He is coming with me, just to make sure that I am safe and not alone.
The place where I am going to has some people who are really good code solvers. I will figure it out there, and post what the message is. Maybe then we can finally figure out what it says.
I will post any updates, and again, any information you may be able to give me would be amazing.
Peace
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
Me & my stalkers
I can't walk outside anymore. I can't hide what is true, and I am so sorry Dan.
Dan has had to go outside to stop the one with the baseball bat from getting closer to my windows (I guess he figured out where I was). He is trying really hard to not make a big deal out of this, but he is terrified for my safety. He thinks that I should put cameras up around my apartment to catch him so I could make a police report, but the police and I don't exactly get along very well, so I don't think I will spend a grand on this creep.
That, I can deal with. He is real, personal, in my face and tangible.
The tall one... is not.
The tall one is always outside when no one else is around, sometimes even when Dan is around. But Dan never sees him, the tall one always disappears before he can see him. And I realized what is wrong with his face.
IT ISN'T THERE. HOW
I think I am going insane guys, and I am freaking out. It's not like I haven't been taking my medications or anything different. The real stalker, the one with the baseball bat, I can handle that. But not both. How could anyone?
Mona being gone just makes everything worse. I never smile anymore, never go see movies, and I have zero self confidence. I don't think she is dead though, but in a way, I hope that she is. So that she isn't in pain somewhere. I want her back so bad. And the damned code is only making me more nervous the longer it takes for me to figure out.
And since Mona is gone, I have no one to talk to my stress with Dan with. He is trying to be strong but it isn't convincing me, and he always looks at my wrists in worry. I have been treating them as well as I can and cleaning them (which is a pain in the ass), but he always looks at me like a strange bird. I feel caged and edgy, and if I am not careful, I will snap at him, causing him to leave. He told me not to mention this, but I need to share this with someone.
Please, do any of you know what this is? What is happening? Has this happened to other people before? Is this some sort of cult?
Dan has had to go outside to stop the one with the baseball bat from getting closer to my windows (I guess he figured out where I was). He is trying really hard to not make a big deal out of this, but he is terrified for my safety. He thinks that I should put cameras up around my apartment to catch him so I could make a police report, but the police and I don't exactly get along very well, so I don't think I will spend a grand on this creep.
That, I can deal with. He is real, personal, in my face and tangible.
The tall one... is not.
The tall one is always outside when no one else is around, sometimes even when Dan is around. But Dan never sees him, the tall one always disappears before he can see him. And I realized what is wrong with his face.
IT ISN'T THERE. HOW
I think I am going insane guys, and I am freaking out. It's not like I haven't been taking my medications or anything different. The real stalker, the one with the baseball bat, I can handle that. But not both. How could anyone?
Mona being gone just makes everything worse. I never smile anymore, never go see movies, and I have zero self confidence. I don't think she is dead though, but in a way, I hope that she is. So that she isn't in pain somewhere. I want her back so bad. And the damned code is only making me more nervous the longer it takes for me to figure out.
And since Mona is gone, I have no one to talk to my stress with Dan with. He is trying to be strong but it isn't convincing me, and he always looks at my wrists in worry. I have been treating them as well as I can and cleaning them (which is a pain in the ass), but he always looks at me like a strange bird. I feel caged and edgy, and if I am not careful, I will snap at him, causing him to leave. He told me not to mention this, but I need to share this with someone.
Please, do any of you know what this is? What is happening? Has this happened to other people before? Is this some sort of cult?
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