Tuesday, November 29, 2011

A Real Life Follower

There is a man--I assume that it's a man--that is following me. I run, he runs after me. Is he a proxy? I am going to assume he is. He wears a gray hoodie most of the time, and some sort of fencing mask thing. The usual proxy attire.

When will they ever learn? Perhaps never. Perhaps later. As they say, better late than never.

I got that blog following thing fixed. Now I can keep up with numerous blogs.

Monday, November 28, 2011

No Cigar

I almost got caught stealing today. I have to be more careful next time. I cannot risk getting caught and endangering the lives of the people around. No, I mustn't do that.
Strange, I have three followers but I can only see two. It also appears that the blogs I thought I was following won't show up on my account. I better fix that later.
It's almost bedtime. Goodnight.

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Allergies suck

I am very sleepy right now. Allergies kept me up all last night. Not even Running cannot escape the much dreaded hay fever.

 I forgot to follow some blogs for entertaiment purposes. There's just so many to choose from and I don't feel like reading all of that.

Perhaps I should start with that rabbit man. I've been meaning to read some of his adventure.  That Jeanette gal seems entertaining. What about A? Should I follow that person. I am still unsure of his or her sex. So many blogs to choose from, so little time.

Screw it. I'll just pick and choose random blogs to follow from now on.

I really dislike having allergies. There's always so much throwing up due to my sinuses being clogged up. That, and a lack of sleep. It sucks. I mean you feel very tired and you can't sleep because you can't breathe and it feels like your face is on fire. Not even medicine helps.

Well, it is time for me to start following.

Friday, November 25, 2011


I am thankful for the family I miss so much. I am thankful for my very loving and supporting parents. I am thankful for my adorable little sister. I am thankful for Matt and the rest of the gang. I am thankful for Amy, who provides for me. I am thankful to be alive. ~This was something that I meant to do yesterday.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011


Today was Amy's birthday. I heard the party and the laughter and joy from the shed. I left the shed, so I would not get caught.
 I did my usual thing. I walked to the creek. The same one where I was unjustly bitten by ants. Those bastards. I sat underneath a tree. There are many trees out here. Amy's house is right at the edge of some woodlands.
After sitting underneath a tree and enjoying nature, I returned to the shed to find some slices of cake wrapped in plastic, on a paper plate. There was a note taped to it. It read "Some cake for you and your friends. Love, Amy" It was a very delicious cake.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Stupid Bugs

Fire ants' bite hurts like hell. And they were big ants too. I was sitting undernegth a tree, right to creek, until I felt one of my hands begining to sting. There were ants on my hand. They were coming from the creek. They made themselves a boat by using their bodies. Not even water can protect us from the fire ants. Sorry, hand burns right now.

Saturday, November 12, 2011


As the audience can already guess, I love to act. I love to pretend I'm someone else for a while. I love to read scripts, interpret the character I am playing, and act like that character.

I used to be in theatre in school. I'm not just talking about middle school--which by the way is the highest form of education I have--but elementary school as well. Then I ran away. That's what happens when you're haunted by the boogeyman.

Before I ran away, I was supposed to act in one of my school plays. I let them down by running away. But hey, it was either stay and get my family involve, or run away and not get them involve. Guess which one I chose.

I just realize something, I have yet to follow any of these blogs. I believe they would provide some form of entertainment, and comfort in knowing that there are people out there who are going through the same thing as me.

I think that proxiehunter guy has some interesting blogs that he follows. I might check them out.

Sunday, November 6, 2011


Matt, his dad came by earlier today.

He wanted to take Matt back home. Matt shied away from the man that had hurt him.

"Mommy misses you," he told Matt.

At that, Matt became hopeful.

"Really?" he asked the man who was supposed to be his father.

"Yes, now get over here," I could hear the man's voice rising a bit. Matt sensed it as well.

Matt took a step back from his father.

"Dammit boy. Get over here," his face turned red. It was quite amusing, and at the same time, frightening.

"I'll make you cry worse than that," he threaten once he saw that Matt was crying. I had enough of this vile man. I took Matt's hands in mine, and led him away from that man. We ran away to be more precise.

I told Jonathan, the male in a female's body, about it. As of now, he's fuming.

Matt's still crying. I'm letting him cry it out.

We're all in the the shed right now, waiting for the rain to go away.

Rain, rain go away, come again another day.

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that the shed is located behind Amy's house. She's the one who has been providing me internet. She also allowed me to take shelter in this shed. Her parents don't know of my existence yet. I fear the day that they do.