Saturday, April 30, 2011

Fuck this week.

Seems no matter what I do, this week just keeps getting worse and worse. First, the priest who confirmed me passed away Friday. Second, that same fucking day, I found out that my other best friend's one-year-old daughter probably has Scarlet Fever. And now, I find out that it's thoroughly possible that not only is Dr. Cairo dead, but was a proxy the entire time.

What did I do to piss God off this time?! Grr.... I gotta crash and hopefully chill out.


Edit: Okay, turns out that Cairo's probably alive, albeit not well, and Specter and his group are looking for him and Benefactor and have some control of his blog and twitter. So good news there and my other friend's daughter is much better than she was Friday. On the downside, I'm feeling the first effects of the loss from that same day kick in. I knew the shock would wear off. Later!

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Funny Things

Alright, now that I've had some time to rest, drink tea, and the lot I may as well update you all on the freaky shit that is my life.

I went to Maryland for a handful of days to celebrate my birthday with some friends up North (and my boyfriend). I didn't really think about him until the second night.

This is the farthest he's followed me so I think it's safe to say he's officially stalking me.

The hotel I was staying at, Hagerstown Con. Center has an abandoned house behind it. It's not a very big house, just a little stone one without any doors or windows so you can see right into it during the daytime. One night, as I was returning to the hotel and entering through a side door, I happened to glance over at that little house because I felt him.
And there he was, standing beside that house, making it seem even smaller than it already was. When he realized I had spotted him he tilted his head. After a while I waved at him and went inside.

I saw him again the next morning as I was leaving the hotel, through the same door. He was closer now, in the little field between the house and the hotel grounds - just staring. I waved again and got strange looks from my friends and boyfriend.
Who are you waving at?
Oh, a friend. He's over there.
They look but he's already gone. That's how he is sometimes.

I could feel him during most of my time up north, except for the day we went into DC to see the Smithsonian museums. (Air & Space and Natural History in case you were wondering. ) But he was back again that night.

Nothing happened out of the ordinary. Usually I saw him near that house, though sometimes I saw him in the trees on the highway as we were driving about.

Now I kind of wish I took the time to look at that little house. I was curious about it even before I saw him there, since I love old things and old ruins, but I was just too busy.
I guess my curiosity about that old house will never be sated.
Oh well, can't be helped. There was probably nothing of interest there anyways.

In summery: Yes, he followed me. Yes, we chatted some. No, nothing really interesting happened - I think, aside from me spotting someone who looked a bit peculiar - but that could've been my natural paranoia.

Anyhoo. Now you know.



Neat. I just realized this is my thirteenth post!
I love that number.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Guess who's back?

Yes, I'm back from outer-space! If you can call outer-space Maryland.

My trip went super well, it was super fun, and I enjoyed it offensively.

I can't think of anything else to say right now.


Monday, April 25, 2011


Nothing much, other than I'm pretty much better from yesterday. Thankfully, we also got a bunch of rain, so less of a chance for fires.

Oh, and before I have anyone freaking out on me, Xi's out of state visiting a friend for a few days. I'll bug her to post when she gets back so you know that she's back safe and sound.

Anyway, that's all for me. Stay Safe, y'all.


Thursday, April 21, 2011

Something out there HATES me.

I have once again caught a case of feeling like complete crap in a totally different way. I've had a constant headache for two days, I feel sick to my stomach, and I almost fell asleep taking a damn shower! I'm not even running a fever and this happened! Albeit, that probably explains why my dream was so fucked up yesterday. Anyway, to tylenol and pushing fluids!


Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Weird Ass Dream

Now before I go into the weird dream I had last night, I wanna state that I do have these very realistic-looking dreams quite often. I don't know what they mean, but they tend to startle me awake every goddamn time. This one might have been triggered by my headache and all three dogs staring at the door long before Mom came home.

Anywho, my family, some guy I don't know, and myself are in some house that I don't recognize and I'm chilling on the computer in my room. My room has one area that's just one long wall of windows that are mostly covered by black paper except for this one strip at the bottom. I sense someone watching me through the window, and I go to investigate through this narrow strip I can just barely see through and I see Slenderman next to a tree in my backyard just staring at me, with his head tilted. I panic and bolt through the house, screaming about what I saw.

The next thing I clearly remember is startling awake and feeling like something had shook me awake. I was the only one in the room and the headache I had gone to bed with had escalated into a throbbing migraine. Don't know if it means anything. Albeit, I did find out that Dr. Cairo's gone missing and his blog is under Fearful Benefactor's control. I don't think they're connected, but I find it rather disturbing nonetheless. 


Sunday, April 17, 2011

Silent Hill

Like a fog the smoke fills the air, shrouding the buildings in the distance and covering everything with a pale, ashen hue. The sun is up ahead, blazing brightly, but yet it does nothing to melt away the fog of smoke.

Sounds like I'm talking about Silent Hill, right? Well, I'm not. I'm talking about the town I live in. We've had so many fires that the smoke is just laying about like some stubborn fog. It is kind of odd to walk outside and see this and smell the flames in the air.

Fires, smoke, and burning. I don't think anyone's been hurt yet...
But it is that season of the year.


Friday, April 15, 2011


I've heard more than once in the past, usually in regards to some accident that 'could've killed me' if I hadn't been so lucky.

It's not a matter of luck. It's preservation. Protecting your assets. He won't let me die, at least, not yet and as far as I can tell - not anytime soon.

He told me that I was lucky when he came to visit tonight. He told me I was lucky.
I don't really know how to take that, but he seemed to be a bit confused by it and I felt like he thought that I was some oddity. I felt like I was some experiment that hadn't gone the way he thought it would. Yet, at the same time, I think he was pleased with the results. No, I know he was pleased with the results.
Right now he isn't close by. I don't know where he is, but I feel a bit stretched (if that makes any sense) when he's far off like this. He's still talking with me, a bit, though he isn't answering all of my questions. He's been busy.

I asked him if he'll kill me someday and was surprised that he answered.
No, he tells me. Can't. Not anymore.
I asked him why and I swear, he laughed about it.
Can't say. Better not to know. You can't know.
Oddly enough, I'm perfectly alright with that answer. If he says that it's better for me to stay clueless about that, I suppose that it is. He doesn't really seem like the type to lie like that. That and it's not like I fear death.

Still... It's interesting to be having a telepathic conversation, if you can even call it a conversation, with something like him.


Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Son of a bitch...

Something's going on with Xi, and she's not talking to me. I don't know what it is because we don't live together (sorry, yuri fans) and her phone doesn't have minutes... So, there's shit I can do. Dammit, Xi, if something's happened to you, I'm going after Slendershit and tasing the fucker. And figuring out how to rip his fucking tentacles off. Seriously. 

Grr.... I gotta go kill some fucking zombies in L4D2 before I do something that'll get me killed.


Tuesday, April 12, 2011


There's no point in me updating since things have been quiet around here lately. He hasn't been around and has been absent from my dreams. In fact, last night I dreamt that I was something like a spy and then later, a witch. Fun stuff.

Waiting. I hate waiting, but that's what I'm doing. I have a strange feeling that something is going to happen - one way or another, and I'm just stuck waiting for whatever it is. I think he knows what it is but is waiting too.

As for freaky shit, there's only really one thing I can say... It happened again. That thing with my arm? And this time I know I didn't imagine it.


Monday, April 11, 2011

Blergh Update

Thank God for decongestants and the healing power of a good night's sleep. I'm feeling MUCH better, albeit not fully back to normal yet, but it's a HUGE step up than yesterday. I'm probably going to take the decongestant until I'm fully back to normal, though. Wish my voice would quit playing hide-and-seek though. That's a pain in the ass as a cashier.


Sunday, April 10, 2011


I've come down with whatever it is that apparently everyone but the people at my Walmart are getting sick with. On top of an allergy induced sinus infection, I feel sick, overheated, and I'm keeping what little I've eaten today down by pure force of will.

I don't think it's Slendy related, since the cough I have is because of crap running down the back of my throat. Other than that, not too much out of the ordinary. Now, if ya'll will excuse me, my bed and a cold glass of iced tea are beckoning.


Answering Some Questions

  • How long was He there for?
He was there for two or three hours
  • Did you feel anything from him?.
I could feel his presence, which is normal for me, but I also felt that I shouldn't pass him. It wasn't a threatening feeling though, just like... I don't know. Like someone at a store calmly saying, "Please come back later, we're closed."
It did irritate me since I needed to put something in my room, so I handed it to him and told him to throw it on my bed for me. Then I went back to the living room and watched some Doctor Who for a while.
  • How many people live with you?
I have three roommates.
  • I'll talk to Him when he comes by today (at least I think he'll be coming by).
If he does come around, feel free to try to talk to him about me. He hasn't been very keen on answering my questions right now and I'm only getting more curious as time goes by. And I'd really like to know why he changed me.
  • How long has he been stalking you?
I'm not entirely sure. Most of my childhood memories are fuzzy or gone, but I've found old papers from my early elementary school days. I used to write about him, so taking that into account and the fact that I've been done with required schooling for a while now... It's been a long, long time.
  • Just... don't be afraid. (...) Just stay calm when he comes around.
I've never been afraid of him and when he visits, I feel calm and at peace for the most part. Sure, he irritates me or gets me mad every now and then, but for the most part I actually like knowing and feeling that he's around.
And nowadays, when he's away, I feel like I'm being stretched and I don't like that feeling.


If anyone else has some questions, concerns, or anything, let me know and I'll be willing to answer them. Sharing what information I have may help someone else find answers and it may help me find answers.

And Kayomie, feel better soon sweetie!


Saturday, April 9, 2011


He's here.
Even though no one else here sees him.
Slenderman is just standing there, in my bedroom.
Eerily quiet.
Everyone's unaware of him.
Standing, so quietly.
Yet I know he's there because I feel him and I can see him through the crack.
Oh, I don't know what to do.
Unless he moves away from the door, I won't be able to sleep.


He's gone now.
I can go to sleep but I don't feel like it.
There's episodes of Doctor Who to watch.
Hell, I can't help it if I get insomnia.
Even while stalked by him I've got to watch my shows.
Really, though, I wonder what he was doing there.
Everything's okay though, so no worries.


Friday, April 8, 2011

Shinya / Kyo

Shinya is a strange cat. For the past hour he's been being... cute and weird.

-Sits at the front door and sniffs it.
-Walks away to the roommate for petting.
-Returns to the door and sniffs.
-Walks away to me for some petting.
-Returning to the door again for more sniffing.

I don't know what he's up to, but it's cute.
I think it's just my cat being a nutcase. He's always been a quirky, confused one and my sweet little transvestite.


And now it's Kyo's term to be a nutty feline. He started playing with the front window, swatting at it, hopping in and out of it, and finally jumping at the curtain and clinging to it until he fell.
Then he just got bored, I guess, and ran off to go play else where.

My cats, my darling little cats, are just too much fun.

I like having a pet or two.
I've never met someone who didn't like having pets.


Thursday, April 7, 2011

Pointless Update

Nothing interesting has happened since my last blog post. I feel him around the house but haven't seen him since the last time.

Nothing new aside from some phone and internet problems caused by some pole going down, or something like that. ATT hardly makes any sense.

I don't know. It's quiet.
Kind of feels like the calm before the storm, you know?


Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Well, this is interesting.

Aiden responded fairly quickly to our request for help last night and he found "in every myth lies truth" hidden inside of that story and the blog title.
Despite my history with him I'm still a bit skeptical about it. I mean, I wrote that little crappy story ages ago, and the title for the sake of the blog about it... So, why would it even work? It could just be some coincidence.
Then again, when it comes to him, that is rarely the case.

No dreams last night, but I woke up to my cat jumping on my sore ribs and meowing at me. My first thought was that my roommate had woken up early and had left the door open again - something I'm continuously scolding her for. But when I open my eyes I realize that it's still too dark for it to be morning already. That and I notice that my roommate is still lying right beside me, snoring her little head off.

So I sit up and my cat falls into my lap, head-butting me in the stomach and meowing. He quiets when my door scrapes against the floor. (My door wasn't properly installed and hangs low on it's hinges.) Kyo and I both quiet and look at the door, watching as it opens. I can't see anything since the hallway is pitch black aside from a shadow on the door. It takes me a while longer to realize that there's no way a shadow would be cast on the door like that.

So I set my frightened cat aside and he automatically cuddles up to my roommate. I go over to the door and the shadow moves, landing on my head. Now, I know it's not a shadow because it has weight. I look up and I see him standing there in the corner, right by my door.

And I blacked out for some reason.

Next time I know, I wake up curled up on the couch in the living room.
Nothing was different or out of place. There was no alien objects or anything, so I don't think anything happened.

Still I'm not sure what to think of this but it's.. certainly interesting.


Stuff from my end

I don't have much to report about from my end. It's been a long day at work and I've got another one coming up.

Other than that, my brain's been foggy since I went to bed last night, so other than that nothing much. Albeit, it could be that I haven't eaten a lot late last night or this morning. Anyway.


Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Requesting some help...

Okay, Kayomie read over my blog from earlier today and noticed some weird things. She thinks that there may be a message hidden in it.

So far there are some letters she's found so far: "Ine ve ry myo th" and one possible tranlation is "Very thine oh my" which makes little sense - especially if LIES and TRUTH is involved in it.

I don't know. I don't really believe there's a message, but maybe someone else here will spot one.

Below is what we think is relevant to the possible hidden message.

Mom was vvery mad todae. She tells me to not watch rugrrats on the tvy and to go play outside. So I grab my momkey and go play in the yyard. Mr Treeperson is there to play to! He wants to leave the yard and go into the darkestttrees and hhe is going to get me in trouble.
I go tell mom Mr Treeperson and I are going to play inside. She say that I LIES. No mommy, we just wanted to play. Then mom accepts the TRUTH and we all go play in the trees with my friend. We get cookies too.

Thank you in advance for your assistance, even if this is nothing.


Random thought of the day

I've been playing Pokemon Black, and I thoroughly love the story. I hate some of the designs and English names, but the story is awesome. Couple of  questions though. 1. Who would name their kid only one letter, KNOWING that he's going to become a kid? 2. How obviously evil are the 7 Sages? Other than that, I ever find the person who came up with the English names I will personally skin.


The title of this blog is a bit of a lie. There wasn't anything freaky that happened between my last post and this one. I didn't have any dreams, I didn't see anything.

Alright, so I lied again about the title. It amuses me to do that. I am posting a short story that I wrote sometime when I was a kid. I think it was early Elementary based on how crappy my handwriting was, how many spelling errors, and the many doodles covering the page.

For the sake of nostalgia - I'm typing it up exactly how it was written.

Mom was vvery mad todae. She tells me to not watch rugrrats on the tvy and to go play outside. So I grab my momkey and go play in the yyard. Mr Treeperson is there to play to! He wants to leave the yard and go into the darkestttrees and hhe is going to get me in trouble.
I go tell mom Mr Treeperson and I are going to play inside. She say that I LIES. No mommy, we just wanted to play. Then mom accepts the TRUTH and we all go play in the trees with my friend. We get cookies too.

Thank goodness for schooling because I would have to shoot myself if I still typed like that. Although now, after reading that, I'm craving cookies.


Kayo's stuff

Yeah, I've been pretty lucky. I haven't had any weird shit happen to me... Well, other than discovering after I saw Paranormal Activity that I have a horrid case of paranoia when I witness freaky shit. For the most part, I'm only around for research and to help Xi out with whatever she needs. Other than that... I guess I'm just an outside perspective? I dunno. Anyway.

I've been doing a lot of reading in the other Slendy blogs and it's fascinating and at the same time, terrifying. One of the main reasons Xirena's dreams and such worry me is that while I know he's connected with fire and fog and trees and such.... Smoke is something new that I haven't come across so far. Now I've recently caught up with The Tutorial, Descending into Darkness, What You Are in the Dark, Seeking Truth, Compile Truth, H(a)unting, and I'm mainly working on The London Librarian and A hint of serendipity. Does that mean I know just about everything that's going on? No, but I'm starting to get an idea. Albeit, I've only seen 2 versions of Runners/Fighters who aren't afraid of Slendy. Those are Sandra from H(a)unting and Rose from Empty Eyes, Blank Face. 

That's all I've got for now. I might update with more info or a thought later, though. Later!  

Monday, April 4, 2011

What's My Deal?

Alright, you already know who I am thanks to Kayomie's lovely starting post.

Yes, I am the one that "shit" is happening to.
This may sound crazy to some of you, but what do I care?

Alright then, diving right in...

I have a bit of a history with this Slenderman that everyone talks about. As a child I used to write short stories about him, though I called him Mr. Treeperson back then because he reminded me of a tree. He used to be my imaginary friend, of sorts, and for a long while I had forgotten him completely.

Lately though he has returned and has been showing up quite frequently in my dreams and, every so often, around my home. Usually he keeps his distance though but recently he broke the pattern.

I was having one of my typical zombie apocalypse dreams (yay!) when he showed up and the dream went wonky. The zombies were scared of him and ran off and I was left standing alone, in a forest with him. It seemed that, for some reason, he had protected me from them and I wasn't afraid of him. Then again, even as a child I never feared him. He picked me up and I shrieked, because I have a fear of heights, and clung to him so I didn't fall. He just tilted his head and stared at me. At least, I think he was staring. It's hard to tell with that non-face of his.

He wanted something from me, though I'm not sure what. I owed him. After a while I calmed down when I realized I wasn't going to fall. (That and getting into a scaring contest you're doomed to lose is always a good distraction from heights.) Once I was calm, his non-face cracked open and suddenly he had a mouth - or something like it since it was a bit Cheshire-ish - and this black... smoke-stuff came out of it and into me.

Then he sent me down and left. I was confused, naturally, but other than that I felt perfectly fine. My dream lasted a bit longer, mostly me standing around and trying to figure out what in the hell just happened, until my roommate woke me up.

I still feel normal but... things have gotten a bit stranger. I can hear him in my head now, though I can't understand him - yet. I can feel when he's nearby too.

I know it sounds odd to some, but I really do believe that Slenderman has been stalking me for some reason or another. I'm not sure what he did to me in that dream but I'm starting to believe that it has changed me somehow in the waking world.

He still doesn't scare me. Instead I see him as some kind of guardian. Perhaps that's just some childish folly leftover from when I was little, but I can't help how I feel.

There's more to everything. There's always more, but I think this is enough for now.


Basic Intro

Well, I guess you guys should know a bit about us, since we're going to be using this huh?

I'm Kayomie, the younger of the pair of us. I'm on the pudgy side and I have a big time interest in the paranormal, occult, legends, and the like. This is going to tie into Xirena's post after this one, but still. I watch some anime, but I'm a HUGE bookworm. Seriously, my favorite series is Vampire Hunter D by Hideyuki Kikuchi. Yeah, the guy indulges in the over-metaphorical, but it kinda helps paint the whole universe... Um... Sorry, I kinda rambled there.

Xirena is one of my best friends. She's about a year older than me and seems to have an undending wealth of obscure myth information that I still have yet to find out where she got them from. At the moment, she's the main one shit is happening to. She'll explain in a bit. We have similar interests, albeit that doesn't mean we share viewpoints. We just happen to know that we can agree to disagree and leave it at that. That's it on my end. Later!