Please note that I may have forgotten some details. It has been around ten years, you know...
*July 18, 2000-Beginning Year One
-This is where it first started. I walk to the hospital to visit Lya after she was taken there due to an attack by a local bully (though she was too afraid of retribution to tell the authorities who it was, all of us knew). I take a shortcut through the woods, since I had been through them many times with my grandmother. I witness Him ripping apart and placing said bully in a tree. When He notices me, He returns a doll I dropped, then follows me out of the forest, stopping at the edge of the treeline. For some reason, I neither run, nor feel any substantial fear. This may be why He hasn't killed me...
*Year One
-Shortly after the first encounter, my parent's move me to another state, claim I was "traumatized" by the news of the boy's death, though I suspect they may know...
-First night in the first of many new houses: see Him on another rooftop. Still no fear.
*Year Two
-Several moves later and He still follows me. I eventually attempt speaking to Him, He doesn't respond.
-I watch Him kill another person. Still no fear.
*Year Three
-First real communication: I leave out a chalkboard overnight with a question, wake up to an answer. Simply ask if He knows my name, response: "YournameisSandra" Asking His, I recieve: "Ihavenoneedforone"
-He begins following me on my walks to school, where I explain how my day goes and He simply listens and departs afterwards.
-First attempt to find a weakness. Still not afraid, simply curious. Calling His attention, I run at Him and kick at His legs. Though He is not hurt, He is knocked back and seems somewhat surprised.
*Year Four
-First realization that He stalks others. I meet up with another person He stalked, surprised to find that the boy "James" as I will call him is both terrified and hasn't been followed long. After Jame's death, we move away again.
-Finally decide to choose a nickname. Decide on simply "Slender", which He doesn't object to. (Looking back, I laugh. Hard.)
*Year Five
-First indication of His "sense of humor". On the way home from school I point out a pinata and explain the concept to Him. Twelfth birthday, Lya, Matt, and I (they were still unaware) find a dead body in a tree. While they run off to find our parents', He shows up, pokes at the body with a stick, then hands the stick to me, covering my eyes with a tentacle. I hit Him instead, and He departs. (Morbid sense of humor, but there and indicating intelligence and the capacity for abstract thought)
*Year Six
-First indication that He wants me to stay alive. While walking home late at night cornered by some older teenagers with what I must assume (from the beating and nasty comments) were bad intentions. Before any serious damage is done, He arrives and kills one of them, sending the others running. With a badly hurt leg, He supports me on the walk home, and leaves without thanks. (While this seems altruistic, I believe he simply wants me alive for his studies on how some people resist him.)
-First notice He uses proxies/Hallowed to do some of His dirty work.
*Year Seven
-I again decide to test His weaknesses, starting with shooting fireworks at Him, then a bb gun. Neither work, He doesn't get upset but seems amused.
-By now I'm no longer fazed when He enters my room. I either briefly talk with him about trivial matters, or ignore Him completely.
-I meet several of his Hallowed, all of which seem to view me with contempt and disdain.
*Year Eight
-One of the Hallowed finally snaps at me, claiming he doesn't understand why He would "allow such a pathetic, worthless bitch to survive in His glorious presence". He then assumes that it is a test, and he must kill me, and attacks. Before he can, He arrives and drags him away. Upon later inquiry, he claims that "Heisdead.Donotworryabouthimanylonger" and "Hetriedtohurtyou.Noonemaytouchyouwithoutmypermission"
-I first notice a correlation between Him and the operator symbol when He draws it on my forehead with blood. Why that didn't at least creep me out, I have no clue.
*Year Nine
OhhohoSHIT. Where do I start.
-On the way to yet another new home, my parents die when He steps out into the road, causing them to swerve and hit an oncoming truck. Against all odds, while I am thrown from the vehicle, I survive with only a broken leg, a few crushed ribs, my left eye ruined beyond repair (had to be sewn shut) and my right eye cut slightly, leaving markings in the shape of the Operator Symbol. At the hospital He leaves a note on my portable chalkboard that He didn't mean for the accident to happen. I tell Him I hate Him for saving me when I should've died with my parents (He later confirmed that He did catch me when I was thrown from the wreckage as I suspected, and tried to keep me safe while the paramedics came).
-My spiteful words seem to genuinely faze Him, and He seems worried for my mental status and that He may lose his amusing little subject. When He attempts to cheer me up by (honest to God) LEAVING FLOWERS, I stop yalling at Him, and He seems content. He also seems curious when I cry over the losses, as if trying to understand a human's range of emotion.
*Year Ten
-With no family left, Lya is given custody, and I return to my orginal home town.
-I first read of the Something Awful forums and the blogs, and wonder how people could think Him to be a tulpa when He's been around for so long.
-When Lya notices strange goings-on, she begs me to tell her what's happening: I finally cave. Surprisingly enough, she believes me, but is afraid. She then asks me to let Matt in.
*July 18, 2010
-On my way to the hospital where Matt works, we walk through the same woods where I met Him. I ask Him why He stages the deaths of so many Halloweds, and how He could possibly do so.
-I tell Matt everything, and he accepts the stories when He shows up.
-Afterwards, while sitting on the swings outside of the hospital (no children were there due to the late hour and growing mist), He comes up behind me and begins to wrap His tentacle around my neck. Though I am slightly confused, I don't try to escape, and black out.
*Afterwards...
-I wake up to Him carrying me to Lya's house. Though I am now barefoot and wearing a different dress, I do not try to get away.
-When Lya is shocked to see me, she explains that I was found at the swingset on the ground, with a rope around my neck that appeared to have slipped off of the beam on the swings. Paramedics apparently found no signs of life, and ruled it a suicide. It seems that instead of telling me, He decided to show me how He stages deaths. Earlier in the day some of the townspeople attended my closed-casket funeral, and He later explained that He had snuck me out of the coffin the night before, replacing my "body" with sandbags equivalant to my weight. He still refuses to Hallow me, seemingly satisfied that I know how He does it.
-Shortly afterwards, Lya creates the blog. I'm not allowed to go out past the woods around Lya's house during the day, and if we want to go out in public at all, we have to go to a different county or even state so I'm not recognized.
So there you have it. I'm gonna go rest now. I hope some of this helps you out, though I doubt it will.
-Sandra
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Saturday, October 2, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
Updates
Sorry about Lya's last post. Yesterday was a little stressful for her.
So it started out pretty well. Just some movies, cupcakes, take out, pretty fun for a party restricted to a house. We were having some legitimate, goodhearted fun.
And, of course, He had to have His moment.
Thankfully we didn't have to deal with a "pinata" (she found one when she turned 12). But he did leave something out on our porch that made Lya just a leeeeetle pissed.
Apparently He noticed how Sandra took a liking to the silkie chickens at the fair...
Don't freak, the little guy's alive. If it was a dead baby chicken we found, Lya would be a LOT angrier. She's just upset because the thing's kinda annoying. When she was typing out her post the little bastard was sitting on the keyboard pecking at her fingers. And of course we're gonna have to keep him, or else Sandra's gonna throw a bitch fit.
So, yay. Welcome home, Preston the chicken. (Yes, that's what she named the poor little guy)
All things considered, he is a cute little wad of feathers.
But the fact that He gave him to her is absolutely bizzare.
-Matt
So it started out pretty well. Just some movies, cupcakes, take out, pretty fun for a party restricted to a house. We were having some legitimate, goodhearted fun.
And, of course, He had to have His moment.
Thankfully we didn't have to deal with a "pinata" (she found one when she turned 12). But he did leave something out on our porch that made Lya just a leeeeetle pissed.
Apparently He noticed how Sandra took a liking to the silkie chickens at the fair...
Don't freak, the little guy's alive. If it was a dead baby chicken we found, Lya would be a LOT angrier. She's just upset because the thing's kinda annoying. When she was typing out her post the little bastard was sitting on the keyboard pecking at her fingers. And of course we're gonna have to keep him, or else Sandra's gonna throw a bitch fit.
So, yay. Welcome home, Preston the chicken. (Yes, that's what she named the poor little guy)
All things considered, he is a cute little wad of feathers.
But the fact that He gave him to her is absolutely bizzare.
-Matt
Saturday, September 18, 2010
I wonder?
For a long time now, I've been reading up on a wonderful site called listverse. Very informative and entertaining, indeed.
HOWEVER!
I recently stumbled upon a list about "Modern Paranormal Phenomena", and several items listed struck me as odd...Here's the link, if anybody wishes to check it out for themselves: http://listverse.com/2009/04/24/top-10-bizarre-modern-paranormal-phenomena/
*cracks knuckles* Alright, prepare for wild speculation, bitches.
Time Slips
I believe several other bloggers mentioned this phenomena...didn't Jack Tyler say something like this happened to him? Or am I mistaken? And haven't those with "Slendy Sickness" frequently experienced this? ANSWERS PLEASE.
PANic in the Woods
This one snuck up behind me, knocked me out, and stole my lunch money.
If you don't plan on reading the article, it's described as "a feeling that there is a powerful, sinister force nearby, and sense imminent danger" that causes people to run back to civilization out of sheer terror. Another symptom that put up red flags? Immediate silence beforehand, save for "an unusual, escalating, buzzing sound".
Hint hint. Wink Wink. Nudge nud-IT SHOULD BE OBVIOUS.
Black Stick Men
Remember the little stick figures you drew when you were little? How they were just so damn easy to draw, and looking back you said, "Dayum. I thought that looked humanoid?" Then you sent away for that infomercial art instruction set (hoping to go to art school and sell your drawings for multiple 0's while doing what you loved) that laid there on the kitchen counter untouched while you nommed Doritos and drew fan art depicting your favorite cartoon pairing?
Well, they're back and they're pissed. Or apathetic. The motives are a little fuzzy.
When I read it at first on the list, I thought "8D...wat?" and decided to look it up.
What struck me was the blank face, the size ranging from human to impossibly tall, their (dare I say it) SLENDER form, the time of day they've been spotted at, and their habit of following some people.
And then I read an account where one pressed it's face in the window, and my Mountain Dew besieged mind was officially blown.
So, if you or a loved one has witnessed kindergarten drawings from hell, accompanied by sick relatives, operator symbols in notebooks, problems with videocameras, and a stalker (preferably wearing a mask or who types ~~<3 at the end of every sentence), please contact me, and we can arrange a family reunion. OF DOOM.
And there's no way in hell I'm mentioning the shadow figures. He's not one of them. Shadow figures don't like to be seen. He doesn't give a straight damn.
And finally,
Black Eyed Kids
The picture on the article kinda made me jump...
So who else thinks that children with no whites in their eyes who seem almost hypnotically terrifying and demand entrance into your space sounds like a new breed of, to use M's term, "Hallowed"?
On another note, I think I found a good costume to scare the shit outta Lya...but I don't want to die over something so petty.
And...that's about it.
I'm pretty sure some people will probably get pissed at me taking the whole "stalked by a powerful being who kills people" with such light-heartedness, but trust me. Zeke didn't try to stay mirthful. Neither did Andrew.
I'm just laughing to keep from screaming.
Also, I don't think I've mentioned it yet. My birthday's the 23rd. I'll be 18 then...
-Sandra
HOWEVER!
I recently stumbled upon a list about "Modern Paranormal Phenomena", and several items listed struck me as odd...Here's the link, if anybody wishes to check it out for themselves: http://listverse.com/2009/04/24/top-10-bizarre-modern-paranormal-phenomena/
*cracks knuckles* Alright, prepare for wild speculation, bitches.
Time Slips
I believe several other bloggers mentioned this phenomena...didn't Jack Tyler say something like this happened to him? Or am I mistaken? And haven't those with "Slendy Sickness" frequently experienced this? ANSWERS PLEASE.
PANic in the Woods
This one snuck up behind me, knocked me out, and stole my lunch money.
If you don't plan on reading the article, it's described as "a feeling that there is a powerful, sinister force nearby, and sense imminent danger" that causes people to run back to civilization out of sheer terror. Another symptom that put up red flags? Immediate silence beforehand, save for "an unusual, escalating, buzzing sound".
Hint hint. Wink Wink. Nudge nud-IT SHOULD BE OBVIOUS.
Black Stick Men
Remember the little stick figures you drew when you were little? How they were just so damn easy to draw, and looking back you said, "Dayum. I thought that looked humanoid?" Then you sent away for that infomercial art instruction set (hoping to go to art school and sell your drawings for multiple 0's while doing what you loved) that laid there on the kitchen counter untouched while you nommed Doritos and drew fan art depicting your favorite cartoon pairing?
Well, they're back and they're pissed. Or apathetic. The motives are a little fuzzy.
When I read it at first on the list, I thought "8D...wat?" and decided to look it up.
What struck me was the blank face, the size ranging from human to impossibly tall, their (dare I say it) SLENDER form, the time of day they've been spotted at, and their habit of following some people.
And then I read an account where one pressed it's face in the window, and my Mountain Dew besieged mind was officially blown.
So, if you or a loved one has witnessed kindergarten drawings from hell, accompanied by sick relatives, operator symbols in notebooks, problems with videocameras, and a stalker (preferably wearing a mask or who types ~~<3 at the end of every sentence), please contact me, and we can arrange a family reunion. OF DOOM.
And there's no way in hell I'm mentioning the shadow figures. He's not one of them. Shadow figures don't like to be seen. He doesn't give a straight damn.
And finally,
Black Eyed Kids
The picture on the article kinda made me jump...
So who else thinks that children with no whites in their eyes who seem almost hypnotically terrifying and demand entrance into your space sounds like a new breed of, to use M's term, "Hallowed"?
On another note, I think I found a good costume to scare the shit outta Lya...but I don't want to die over something so petty.
And...that's about it.
I'm pretty sure some people will probably get pissed at me taking the whole "stalked by a powerful being who kills people" with such light-heartedness, but trust me. Zeke didn't try to stay mirthful. Neither did Andrew.
I'm just laughing to keep from screaming.
Also, I don't think I've mentioned it yet. My birthday's the 23rd. I'll be 18 then...
-Sandra
Last night
Oh, that fair. It was fun. IT WAS SO FUN.
And I LOVE fairs. I have more funnel cake in me than blood. So yummy...
And the best part? BABY ANIMALS.
They even had a newborn foal, and probably the highlight?
They had these chickens, but they weren't normal chickens. They were this thing called silkie chickens, and they looked like a cross between a chicken and a llama. A LLAMA CHICKEN.
Yeah, I know how chickens are nasty little territorial beasts, but I was actually surprised with some of the baby silkies. A few even nuzzled me! And this one little one, God he was so cute, and the others kept running over the poor baby!
And, of course, we saw Him. You know what? I'll just go ahead and say his name, for those who haven't caught on: *dramatic trumpets* Slenderman. *confetti*
We were up on the ferris wheel, and we saw him out in the woods. Don't think he was "taking care of business", just think he was watching us.
And I saw the last post. I'm just a leeeetle creeped out by it...but I'm almost used to it by now. Like He said, ten years of this.
Well, I'm off to annoy Lya.
Skål!
-Sandra
And I LOVE fairs. I have more funnel cake in me than blood. So yummy...
And the best part? BABY ANIMALS.
They even had a newborn foal, and probably the highlight?
They had these chickens, but they weren't normal chickens. They were this thing called silkie chickens, and they looked like a cross between a chicken and a llama. A LLAMA CHICKEN.
Yeah, I know how chickens are nasty little territorial beasts, but I was actually surprised with some of the baby silkies. A few even nuzzled me! And this one little one, God he was so cute, and the others kept running over the poor baby!
And, of course, we saw Him. You know what? I'll just go ahead and say his name, for those who haven't caught on: *dramatic trumpets* Slenderman. *confetti*
We were up on the ferris wheel, and we saw him out in the woods. Don't think he was "taking care of business", just think he was watching us.
And I saw the last post. I'm just a leeeetle creeped out by it...but I'm almost used to it by now. Like He said, ten years of this.
Well, I'm off to annoy Lya.
Skål!
-Sandra
Friday, September 17, 2010
YUSH
WE'RE GOING TO THE FAIR TONIGHT!!!!!!!!!
I love early birthday presents!!!!
On an unrelated note, does anyone have any idea what in the Hell just happened to Lexi? WTF?
-Sandra
I love early birthday presents!!!!
On an unrelated note, does anyone have any idea what in the Hell just happened to Lexi? WTF?
-Sandra
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
All calm on the home front
Haven't seen Him in the past few days. Feeling a LOT better.
Sandra seems to be getting progressively better as well.
There's a carnival coming up in the next county soon, maybe if she's feeling alright we'll take her.
Yes, I know the reputation the carnival holds with Him, but I at least want to regain some semblance of normalcy.
Anybody have any clue what A's new puzzle means? Sandra got frustrated trying to solve it, and Matt started dancing along woth the little figures. THAT provoked some giggles.
Very good day.
I am worried about Lexi, though...
-Lya
Sandra seems to be getting progressively better as well.
There's a carnival coming up in the next county soon, maybe if she's feeling alright we'll take her.
Yes, I know the reputation the carnival holds with Him, but I at least want to regain some semblance of normalcy.
Anybody have any clue what A's new puzzle means? Sandra got frustrated trying to solve it, and Matt started dancing along woth the little figures. THAT provoked some giggles.
Very good day.
I am worried about Lexi, though...
-Lya
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Found her.
Sandra's back. She's alright.
Lya's not as mad as she used to get anymore. Just tired.
Yeah, I saw the last post. Whatever.
-Matt
Lya's not as mad as she used to get anymore. Just tired.
Yeah, I saw the last post. Whatever.
-Matt
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Help
Shit!
Sandra got out.
How she exited from the fourth floor without our knowledge, I don't know. I think I might have an idea, but I'm not too sure...
Dammit!
Any ideas on how to find her fast?
This isn't the first time...
Damn Him. Just...He...damnit.
-Lya
Sandra got out.
How she exited from the fourth floor without our knowledge, I don't know. I think I might have an idea, but I'm not too sure...
Dammit!
Any ideas on how to find her fast?
This isn't the first time...
Damn Him. Just...He...damnit.
-Lya
Jeez.
Sometimes I worry about Sandra.
I mean, look at that picture she drew the other day. Frig.
Lya wasn't too upset with the drawing, it was the comment Sand left on M's Tutorial that set her off. Of course, it's not like we didn't expect she would do something like that; she's never really been a big fan of M's methods of avoiding Him. And she seems to take personal offence whenever he says He is stupid.
She's sleeping in her room on the fourth floor. That should be too high for Him, according to M.
I really hope Sandra's wrong.
-Matt
I mean, look at that picture she drew the other day. Frig.
Lya wasn't too upset with the drawing, it was the comment Sand left on M's Tutorial that set her off. Of course, it's not like we didn't expect she would do something like that; she's never really been a big fan of M's methods of avoiding Him. And she seems to take personal offence whenever he says He is stupid.
She's sleeping in her room on the fourth floor. That should be too high for Him, according to M.
I really hope Sandra's wrong.
-Matt
Friday, September 10, 2010
When Adults are Away...
...Then I shall play. X3
As much as Lya and Matt DETEST leaving my all by my lonesome, some supplies require more than one pair of hands. And thus, I'm locked in. I do wonder how Lya installed childproof locks without my knowledge. I do so love leaving the house to walk past the site where I first became aware, such pretty leaves and flowers.
I wish the birdies would sing for me. I miss them right now.
I drew you all a picture, wanna see?
Do you like it?
Aw, the scanner cut off my bunny doll. That's upsetting.
But M is back! And Jack Tyler as well! This is spectacular, I was beginning to fear for them. I do wonder where Lexi is, and A for that matter. Hm. I wonder.
I think I hear the birds outside...
-Sandra
As much as Lya and Matt DETEST leaving my all by my lonesome, some supplies require more than one pair of hands. And thus, I'm locked in. I do wonder how Lya installed childproof locks without my knowledge. I do so love leaving the house to walk past the site where I first became aware, such pretty leaves and flowers.
I wish the birdies would sing for me. I miss them right now.
I drew you all a picture, wanna see?
Aw, the scanner cut off my bunny doll. That's upsetting.
But M is back! And Jack Tyler as well! This is spectacular, I was beginning to fear for them. I do wonder where Lexi is, and A for that matter. Hm. I wonder.
I think I hear the birds outside...
-Sandra
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Nighty-Night
Hm. The clock on the posts are wrong. It's almost 10 here...
I wonder why M hasn't posted recently...
-Sandra
I wonder why M hasn't posted recently...
-Sandra
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Don't Freak
Sorry if we left you guys hanging (said to no followers. Meh).
We're safe, don't worry. Sandra just freaked out, because she saw Him trying to get in through the window, and that in turn freaked Lya out. But it's okay now. We're all safely inside, doors and windows locked, blinds shut.
Much love and (X),
-Matt
We're safe, don't worry. Sandra just freaked out, because she saw Him trying to get in through the window, and that in turn freaked Lya out. But it's okay now. We're all safely inside, doors and windows locked, blinds shut.
Much love and (X),
-Matt
Sand
Sandra hasn't been well recently.
She's been having some trouble adjusting after her accident. A few months ago, her mother and father were killed in a horrific car accident. Trust me, it wasn't pretty. Sand was lucky to get out at all. She only had a few scratches, some splintered ribs, and...well, her eye's kinda...I'll just post a picture she drew of her own eye. It may look a little pixelated, and she draws in anime styles, so it may look a little weird. I wish I could just upload a photo of her, but it's for her safety that we can't nessecarily show her face (and my camera went missing a few weeks ago).
She's never really been good at digital art, but I digress.
Doctors aren't exactly sure what cut her eye, but it left a mark. Poor thing has to use her eyedrops every few hours now. As for her other eye...I'll be blunt. It's not there anymore. Her eyelid was sewn shut. Not fun. Still, she almost doesn't seem to care. Maybe losing her parents put that in perspective for her.
It doesn't help that she's been sick recently. She coughs like mad, so hard I'm always afraid her ribs might snap again.
Right now she's sitting on my bed playing with her rabbit doll. Incredible how trauma can make you miss the days of youth. She's also been watching some birds at a feeder outside of the window.
The birds are quiet now, maybe later they'll-OH HEL-
She's been having some trouble adjusting after her accident. A few months ago, her mother and father were killed in a horrific car accident. Trust me, it wasn't pretty. Sand was lucky to get out at all. She only had a few scratches, some splintered ribs, and...well, her eye's kinda...I'll just post a picture she drew of her own eye. It may look a little pixelated, and she draws in anime styles, so it may look a little weird. I wish I could just upload a photo of her, but it's for her safety that we can't nessecarily show her face (and my camera went missing a few weeks ago).
Doctors aren't exactly sure what cut her eye, but it left a mark. Poor thing has to use her eyedrops every few hours now. As for her other eye...I'll be blunt. It's not there anymore. Her eyelid was sewn shut. Not fun. Still, she almost doesn't seem to care. Maybe losing her parents put that in perspective for her.
It doesn't help that she's been sick recently. She coughs like mad, so hard I'm always afraid her ribs might snap again.
Right now she's sitting on my bed playing with her rabbit doll. Incredible how trauma can make you miss the days of youth. She's also been watching some birds at a feeder outside of the window.
The birds are quiet now, maybe later they'll-OH HEL-
Monday, September 6, 2010
Thank You!!!!
Holy crap! She did make us a blog! THANK YOU LYA!!!
...Well, damn. Now I don't know what to say. I guess I'm...supposed to write about my day? Ahdunno.
I'll just turn this over to Matt while I hug Lya.
Also, this is my color now, she can get her own.
-Sandra
Hm, so we have a blog now. Interesting.
I do have to wonder what we'll really be saying on it, though. Do we really want to let people know what we're doing? We're already working hard enough to keep Sand hidden and the town in the dark.
Maybe the blog will serve a good purpose, though.
Maybe they can see what it's like through our eyes, not those of the victims.
-Matt
(But damn if the background isn't a little...off, I guess is the best way to put it. If we are going to mention the horrific shit that goes down around us, do we really want pretty colors? I guess Sand and Ly plan to keep it that way. And I doubt He will dispute it, he probably won't even post at all.)
...Well, damn. Now I don't know what to say. I guess I'm...supposed to write about my day? Ahdunno.
I'll just turn this over to Matt while I hug Lya.
Also, this is my color now, she can get her own.
-Sandra
Hm, so we have a blog now. Interesting.
I do have to wonder what we'll really be saying on it, though. Do we really want to let people know what we're doing? We're already working hard enough to keep Sand hidden and the town in the dark.
Maybe the blog will serve a good purpose, though.
Maybe they can see what it's like through our eyes, not those of the victims.
-Matt
(But damn if the background isn't a little...off, I guess is the best way to put it. If we are going to mention the horrific shit that goes down around us, do we really want pretty colors? I guess Sand and Ly plan to keep it that way. And I doubt He will dispute it, he probably won't even post at all.)
Hello
Well, I finally caved. Sandra's been positively begging me to make a blog of our own. She's so enthralled by the blogs of those who witness our work that she nearly cried when I initially refused.
"We dun have to give our last naaaames, Ly! We dun have to say where we liiiive, Ly! WE DUN HAVE TO MENTION HIIIIIM, LY!"
Matt pushed her into the pool, and that got her to shut up. I laughed.
But I can only take puppy eyes for so long before giving up. I'm a pushover. That's why I'm going with them.
I won't be the only one posting, so the others:
Sandra: She's only 17, but very smart(ass). You'll know when she's posting. Her writing style now is very...odd. To say the least.
Matt: He's 27 now, and still as childish as ever. Strange, you'd think the son of a cop would detest what we do, who we've become. Maybe he just enjoys being on the other side of the flashing lights.
We might have someone else posting from time to time, but He doesn't usually bother. It'll be quite obvious when He's writing, as opposed to us.
I have to go now.
Wonder who they'll find in the trees tomorrow.
If they're found at all.
-Lya
"We dun have to give our last naaaames, Ly! We dun have to say where we liiiive, Ly! WE DUN HAVE TO MENTION HIIIIIM, LY!"
Matt pushed her into the pool, and that got her to shut up. I laughed.
But I can only take puppy eyes for so long before giving up. I'm a pushover. That's why I'm going with them.
I won't be the only one posting, so the others:
Sandra: She's only 17, but very smart(ass). You'll know when she's posting. Her writing style now is very...odd. To say the least.
Matt: He's 27 now, and still as childish as ever. Strange, you'd think the son of a cop would detest what we do, who we've become. Maybe he just enjoys being on the other side of the flashing lights.
We might have someone else posting from time to time, but He doesn't usually bother. It'll be quite obvious when He's writing, as opposed to us.
I have to go now.
Wonder who they'll find in the trees tomorrow.
If they're found at all.
-Lya
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