Missing two days.

I woke up in the park a few hours ago and had to catch a bus back home at around 7pm.

I'm missing two days...two whole days I don't remember. I had my bag and ipod and purse so at least no one had tried robbing me whilst I was unconscious. Or, whatever the hell happened to me.

God, I swear it feels like I've been asleep for a week. When I think about seeing Him, it's like it didn't really happen. Like it was a dream or something...

Maybe it was a dream. Christ knows, maybe I have been asleep for a week. And this whole Slender Man stuff was just one huge dream. But I really doubt it, my ears still hurt from my headphones blowing in them. I can honestly say, Slender Man, however harmless he may look; can get fucking pissy. I probably shouldn't have written that, he'll do some physic shit and read it with his mind or something stupid like that.

Anyway, when I woke up in the park it was pretty dark and yeah, I was insanely frightened. I've always had a certain fear of the dark. But, don't we all? I guess night is when we're most vulnerable, we can't see and the dulling of the sense of sight means sounds seem much louder. It's like a huge physique fuck. I stayed still for a long time, there were a few people in the park.

The whole time I wondering if any of them had ever thought about Him. Not very many I guess. But, it's our fault he's here. It's our own fault people die by His hand, willing Him into existence was the stupidest thing the Internet has ever done. But then again, the Internet is trying to save us from Him as well. We'd be pretty screwed if the only way of getting information about him was by letters and not blogs. Ha. Imagine sending telegrams about him.

Slender Man is a being willed into existence by the Internet, stop.
He's a BAMF, stop.
We're all buggered, stop.

I want to remember what happened the past two days. Wish I could remember anything, but it's...it's just not coming to me. The only clue I have is the numbers written on my body. When I woke up I noticed one on my hand and then there was one on my leg as well. They're in more places as well, like my back and the nape of my neck. I wrote them down as soon as I could see all of them. Not in any particular order they go,

0,98,7,91,400,8

I don't really know what they mean but it'll probably come to me soon. It's not like I have anything better to do, Slendy is like a constant theme in the tapestry of my mind. I mean, he made my ears get burnt. But then again, he also...I want him to comfort me. His arms...they're so inviting.

Swings and roundabouts really.

Which reminds me, I spent a while at the childrens' play park. Just watching them. No wonder he takes them, they have so much imagination. I remember when I was a kid, I used to get so scared by anything, I'd spend days being scared of things under my bed and in my closet. Again, no wonder he's after me, I think about him more than most probably. Always on my mind. I've started reading the paper again, to see if there's any reports of kidnappings or...

murders.

It's not the best idea but I feel like I need to know.

He's in this town because I let Him in. Or...maybe Lee did. She was the one who was first getting her knickers in a twist because of Him. Either way, we both should probably leave.

Ha.

Our families will love that, me and her running away at Christmas. I suppose we could tell we're going on some sort of trip...a self funded trip. They wouldn't believe, would they? Anything would be better than staying here and infecting the town with Him, it's not a big town; we'd kill everyone.

I can't think about that now, it's just gonna get me even more scared. To think all of this could and might be my fault, it's like suicide really isn't it. The main thing is I'm missing two days but...I'm alive.

I'm alive and all He's done so far is pop up and fuck up my ears. I'd say that's pretty good for a being who apparently ruins peoples lives, kills LOADS of people and generally is a bit of a twat. Hahahaha, I made my laugh at that. Slender Man; twat of the year.

I should stop. He might have a tizzy fit.

Can you tell the jokes are to hide how scared I am?

I don't have any pictures from today, all the pictures I took on Friday got distorted and messed up. I'll try and post some of the numbers on me, seeing as I'm having trouble washing them off so far; they'll probably be on my body till next week.

I need to sleep now, I'm not tired but I'm gonna take some Benzodiazepines, just a watered down brand my mum got prescription a couple months ago. Sleeping pills are a last resort but I really think I need them right now.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zb0HHq5KxOo

Just some music that sums up my thoughts right now. It's not a Marble Hornets video or anything like that if you were expecting that. Just regular music.

Night

-Sintel