Wednesday, March 14, 2012


If one could call what happened to Kobalos's family a disappointment. Hmph! I wonder what it could be called though. Fucked up is the only thing I could think of.

At least he was lucky enough not to see it. There was so much blood. Why do people have to bleed so much?

I still have that damn doll. The one with the red hair and all that.

He's still a bit unresponsive. He refuses to eat, he rarely gets out of bed, and he just stares. He won't even cry. Whenever I try to talk to him, he just smiles. He won't say anything but he smiles. Why is he smiling? He should be crying, screaming.

Nate should have told him. He should have saved the boy the trouble instead of making Kobalos hope. He had hoped too much and now he's like this. Hope is a dangerous thing. If one hopes too much, they're the one's who are hurt more.

And I'm so stupid because I hope. I hope to see my family. I don't want them to be dead before I see them. I don't. They don't deserve to day. None of them deserved to die. It's not fair. Damn those creatures. Those monsters. Damn them all.

His arms were so bloody when we got to him. He was scratching one while he typed I believe. Actually, I think he was scratching them before the post.

It is not fair. We're only children. Why did They choose to target us?

And I think the goon has found me again. I saw him while walking.

How? Why can't he just leave me alone? Pathetic excuse for a human. I wish he would just go away. I wish the slender man would go away but that won't ever happen.

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Pit Stop

Kobalos's should be back home any day now. Right now we're at another hotel. I decided to go with them. It's another new city for me to see, and it will keep that goon away. I haven't seen him in such a long time. I can't say I miss him.

I think am going to miss Kobalos. I hope he visits me like he promised. Dear me, I forgot to link his blog. Unfortunately, the idiot has not even bother to follow me. Well, here it is.

I wonder if I would be able to go back to my family.

Maybe, just maybe, everything will turn out all right and I will be able to go home. There will be no more monsters, no more goons, just family and love and hope and all that. I admit, that dream does seem a little silly and stupid. It probably won't ever happen.