An Introduction

My name is Alexis. Yes, that is my name. I am a thirteen year old girl.

Why am I making this blog? I assume the audience is familiar with a certain tall and slender creature who appears to be imitating humans. He fails horribly in my opinion.

I suppose a story of how my life became this way.

It wasn't long ago when I saw that thing. I was young and foolish back then. I still am that way right now.

I used to watch all sorts of videos with that creature in it. For me it was all fun and games. I thought nothing of all those blogs that claimed that the people in them were being haunted by that creature.

Imagine my surprise when I saw him staring at me from the window. And no, I was not on the second floor like most of those blogs say. I was on the first floor. My house is only one story.

At first, I thought the creature to be some perverted man that got his kicks by staring at young girls while they were asleep. I admit I yelled at it, calling it a pervert. Nothing dramatic happened, but there was a feeling of uneasiness in the air. I then went back to sleep, hiding under the shelter that was my blanket.

Nights like that repeated, and life went on. Unfortunately, my behavior worsen. I believe that creature had some sort of affect on me. I was increasingly paranoid, and very irritable. I would snap at my younger sister whenever she asked to play. It always pained me when I did. I would constantly get in arguments with my parents. My grades were slipping. It wasn't until a few months ago that I decided to run away. It was for the best. I didn't want to get my family hurt, so I ran away. I love them dearly, and I cannot stand it if they were to get hurt because of me.

The audience may be wondering how a young girl such as myself survives living out on the street. Well, I did some things I'm not proud of. Luckily, I have not resorted to prostitution, although, I do know other children that have. They say they hate it, but for some, it's better that dying out on the street.

And yes, I do own a laptop. My grandmother gave it to me, so I didn't steal it. I won't steal things like that, unless I need to.