Shoot-out

As I have wrote in my last post, there was a shoot-out at the motel we were staying at. Let me tell you all how terrible that place was. There was mold in the bathroom, roaches practically every where, stains on the carpet, and much more. One of the bed had a really black stain which I think is either mold, or human feces. None of us slept on that bed.

It was sometime early in the morning when we heard the gun shots. All three of us were still asleep. I was the first to wake up. I woke up Kobalos and Nate. They were a bit bewildered but quickly realized that something was wrong.

Nate rush to the window, Kobalos and I followed. We all looked to see some men firing at eachother. They were shouting but unfortunately, I couldn't understand what they were shouting about. All I heard was drugs. That's all I remember hearing. The men on one side seemed pretty desperate.

"Wh-what should we do?" Kobalos meekly asked. He was shaking really bad, as if those man would turn on us. I was shaking as well, but I tried my best to hide it.

"We can't leave now," Nate answered. He was intently looking at the chaotic scene before him. "If we do, we'll get shot. It's best if we stay put." That's very great thinking Nate.

We all sprinted [okay Kobalos and I sprinted, while Nate just casually walked] to the other side of the room.

I glanced at my fellow companions as we sat on the floor with our backs to the wall. Nate had on a bored/annoyed look on his face. Kobalos had some sort of nervous smile.

Not only did that hotel have prostitutes, it also had a shoot-out. I swear, it's annoying to wake up because the people in the next room a screwing too loudly. It's funny how Kobalos always blushes when ever he hears them. Nate just does a facepalm and tries to go back to sleep. I like to imagine what exactly they're doing, and then torment Kobalos with it. It's hilarious.

Long wait

It's been about a month or so since I last updated/ read all the other blogs. Kobalos and I are pretty far behind on all of this. It's going to take us a while to get caught up, if we ever get caught up. There are more bloggers now, although I have yet to read their story. Some crazy stuff happened, some of it happened to me, and others have happened to Kobalos. And some crazy shit happened to all three of us. I'll talk about my story.
You know that goon I've been writing about? I've seen him, but instead of chasing after me like he usually does, he runs away. That's not the strangest thing that happened to me.

 I was in some park, I wasn't paying attention as to which one, and this business man was there as well. Why would there be a well dress man in a park? I thought. If he wants to be in the park, he should at least were a t-shirt and sweatpants, jeans, or shorts.

He just sat on some worn down bench, occasionally looking to see if anyone was watching him. He didn't notice me. Well, I sure as hell hope he didn't. There is that possibility that he did but allowed me to see.

He opened his mouth like he was a snake, and out came some crow or raven. Then another one came out, and another, and another. There most have been at least twenty of those birds. He got out what I believe to be bird food and fed them. There were a couple of birds that were staring in my direction but did nothing. I tiptoed away for a couple of yards before sprinting away. That was the most insane scene I ever saw.

Just as I was running, I saw heads, children's heads, on the trees. They were hanging from the trees, as if they were some ornament that you put on a Christmas tree. I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw that morbid scene. I recognized some of the children. They were street children, so the wouldn't be missed much but still, they do not deserve that type of fate.

I wanted to throw up, but I pushed myself to start running and keep running until I got out of that hellish place. I threw up once I got back to some shoddy motel we were staying at. I told them that I saw something disgusting at the park. I didn't tell them what exactly I saw.

There was also a shootout at one of the hotels we were staying at. I will write about that in my next post.

Annoyance

It is extremely hard to follow that boy. Extremely hard. Every single time I follow him he manages to get away.

It is very annoying.

Where the hell does he go? I fear for that boy. What if he gets himself killed? I feel like a mother when it comes to him. I'm younger than him! I'll be fourteen next week. I wonder if they know.

Not much has happened, excluding Kobalos's long walks and that damn goon.

Well, at least Kobalos is doing better than before. He's actually joking around now.

My Little Run in With The Goon

It was like any other day that I ran into him. I was out "shopping" yesterday and after I was done, I thought it would be a good idea to take a short cut through the alley. Now, I am not afraid of some dark alley. They are actually rather comforting, especially when no one else is in them.

I don't know how but somehow the goon had manage to appear right before me. I tried to scream but he put his hand on my mouth and shoved me to the wall.

"Be quiet," he hissed. Not like I could talk with his hand over my mouth. He was wearing some sort of mask. I think it could have been a hockey mask. He was also wearing a black hoody.

I glared at him with as much hate as I can.

"Don't look at me like that," he commanded. "Don't you dare look at me like that. Wipe that look off you pretty face."

My expression change from hatred to that of confusion and disgust. The only thing that ran through my head was "I'm too young for him."

A long awkward pause followed soon afterwards.

"How do I say this? If you run into me again, no if you see me again run the other way. I'll give you a head start," he said. "Also, be more careful with the Big Guy."

It's not like I've been doing that for the past couple of months.

And then he left. Wow. Never before has this ever happened to me. Never.

I do wonder why the goon would tell me such things. Should I trust him? Why is he working for that monster? I guess I will never understand people like him. At least he wasn't too cryptic.

Letters

Why is that same goon still following me? Whenever I see the Imitator, and even when I don't see Him, there is always that same goon. Doesn't he have have anyone else to stalk?

Kobalos is banging his head against the wall. He's been acting like that ever since he saw that terrible creature. He was finally getting better. Did I mention how much I hate the boogeyman? I hate Him so much.

I guess I should tell the audience what the letter said. It just told me to be more careful next time. Why would that goon tell me something like that. I can tell that he wrote it because I recognize the handwriting from all the other threatening letters I have recieved from the goon. Oh, and he also wrote that next time, his master might not be easy on me or my friends. Gee, thanks for the warning. It's not like I didn't know that.

I wish Kobalos would stop banging his head on the wall, and coughing...

Shit. Erratic behavior, coughing. That must mean that he is near. That quick? I hope He's not after us. We can't leave now because we just got here, and Nate needs to get more money for gas. Gas is really expensive.

Maybe, just maybe, Kobalos's erratic behavior is due to having seen Him. He tends to have that effect on people. I really hope that's the case. I also hope that Kobalos would stop hurting himself like that. I think Nate is going to stop Kobalos right now.

"Stop it," he tells Kobalos.

Kobalos looks up and immediately stops. Wow, that was quick. "I'm...s..orry," he mumbles.

Now he's just staring at the TV. There's nothing on it, so I turn it on for him. I really wish he would start writing for his blog, but I don't see him doing so in the near future. It is tiring for me to be the only one who writes for this group.

"Hey Nate! Why don't you make a blog?" I ask him in a joking manner.

"I don't see a point," as blunt as always.

Sigh...I hope that our days will get better.

Be Careful of What You Wish For

I guess I should be a bit more careful. A few days ago I noticed that Kobalos was staring intently at the window. Since he normally does that, I ignored it. He just stared and stared and stared. I, finally getting curious and a bit annoyed by his excessive silence, asked him what he was looking at. No answer from him. I looked at the window and the boogey man was there. It looked like he was smiling, taunting me. It was as if He knew. What He knew, I don't know. The Imitator tilted His head and stared.

I quickly yanked Kobalos off the bed. He stumbled for a bit before following my lead. I had to drag him because he wasn't moving fast enough. When I glance back at the window, the boogeyman wasn't there. He just was not there, like he never been there before. I woke up Nate and told him what happened. He told to let it wait for the next day. Well we left the hotel and went to another one.

Uneventful Days

He is still after me. Damn persistent goon. I keep thinking to myself when is he going to catch me?. Maybe it would be better if he caught me. That way, it would be over with. Damn, why the hell did I have to get attached to those two bozos?

We've been laying low for now. Nate is being himself. He does some odd jobs to support us, while I steal food to support us in a very quick way. Kobalos is still in his state of shock, although he does seem like he is getting better. A little by little. He's still not eating right. Honestly, I really hope that him getting better isn't a false hope, and that he doesn't take a turn for the worse. I would hate to spoon feed him.

I wish something much more interesting would happen. It really is starting to boring being on the run and hiding. Hide and Seek. That's the game we're play. Only, if we get caught, we'll die or worse.

I named to doll Anne. She keeps me some company. Especially when the boys are too busy. Nate with working, and Kobalos with sleeping or staring at the wall for twenty or so minutes. He does speak to me a little bit, but most of the time he's by himself. Nate on the other hand can be a little too cold, and he does seem like the loner type. Although, I think he secretly enjoys our company. Well, whatever company we can offer. As they say, "Beggars can't be choosers."

Oh yeah, Early Happy Easter for those who celebrate it.