Truth

The man that Kobalos killed was the goon that used to follow me around. He wasn't really a bad man, just confused and messed up like the rest of us. He wanted out. He wanted help,  but he was killed.

He never said those things that Kobalos thought the man said.  He was asking for help.
I should have done something instead of just standing there,  but I was afraid of Kobalos because I didn't think that he was capable of killing another human being in the way that he did. I have seen dead people before but in have never seen a man no a boy kill another human before. Just why did it have to end up like this?

Kobalos is out walking now. He scares me. Nate is asleep on the couch. He knows what the man really said,  but he didn't have the heart to tell Kobalos right away. Kobalos knows what was actually said by the man now and he's taking it pretty hard.

I don't feel like writing that much so I am going to end it the way it is right now.

I Should Have Posted This Earlier

He had a younger sister. The man that follows me had a younger sister. He said she was a little younger than me, maybe twelve or eleven when she died. He said I remind him so much of her, only she was kinder, and cuter.

She died in a fire. His whole family died in a fire. He stayed at his friends that day. There was a nasty fight between the family members, he said some things he wish he could take back, and he stormed out of the house. She was crying for him to come back. He was gone for a couple of days. Then he got a phone call from his grandparents saying that his family had died in the fire.

When he first told me that he had a sister, the thing that I wanted to say was something about him having some sister-complex. I decided not to.

I still do not know whether I should trust him or not. If what he is saying is true, then I wish there was some way to help him. It probably will never work.

How the Months Have Past

I still see that man. The one who has been following me from day one. I remember that he always tries to pretend that he doesn't see me, that he is still trying to look for me. Is he even trying to catch me? Just whose side is he on anyways?

He is a really confusing man. He knows where I am at most of the time, yet he refuses to capture me. Is he trying to screw with my mind? He left me some notes. "Run.","He sees you.","HELLO.", and some others. I showed them to Nate. Nate is a little concerned that some man is somehow able to give me these notes despite the fact that we [Nate, Kobalos, and I] keep moving around so much. I believe I have said this once, damn that man is persistent. He is also extremely indecisive  He tells me to run and be careful yet he keeps chasing/stalking me. Then, he still does not do anything other than stand stiffly, staring, and then turning away whenever he sees me. That, or he pretends to look for me.

These types of people confuse me greatly. I never know which side they're on. Is he evil, good, or mixed up and confuse like the rest of us?

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.