okay so the fears decided to try and kill me even more so I haven't been posting lately and stuff.
also, dreams about libraries.
Monday, 27 October 2014
Friday, 19 September 2014
Hi, Emily Here
Hi, it's Emily.
Razor is sleeping fitfully. He gave me the password to his Blogger account so I thought I'd write this. I am going to set this post to hide itself from him but I must say something.
Razor's knife was on the other side of the room when he cut himself.
I have no idea what this means but still...
Anyway this was Emily.
Bye!
GaRdEn RaKe, HuH? sO tHiS iS hOw ThE hUmAn MiNd ExPlAiNs FeAr AtTaCkS iN yOuR sLeEp!
Razor is sleeping fitfully. He gave me the password to his Blogger account so I thought I'd write this. I am going to set this post to hide itself from him but I must say something.
Razor's knife was on the other side of the room when he cut himself.
I have no idea what this means but still...
Anyway this was Emily.
Bye!
GaRdEn RaKe, HuH? sO tHiS iS hOw ThE hUmAn MiNd ExPlAiNs FeAr AtTaCkS iN yOuR sLeEp!
Thursday, 18 September 2014
how i met emily
i decided i would tell you how i met Emily. i don't even know if anyone reads this but i have to keep blogging.
i was at a petrol station, running like hell from smiling man. i ran into the shop and shut the door. Emily was inside.
she asked me what the hell the smiling man was and i said "he's the smiling man and he's a fear." she seemed relieved and told me that she was being followed by 'the dog'. Actually it's the Dog, Razor. yeah whatever. we crept out the back door and then got away. i realized i hadn't asked her what her name was and she said "I'm Emily. Emily Turner."
We ran off and then i posted the previous post about trees and then i decided to post this one.
i've got to sleep now cuz i got myself with my knife in my sleep. had a dream about being in my old garden and then i tripped on a garden rake and cut myself in the head. woke up and turned out i had cut myself but it wasn't a rake- i had somehow hit my own head with my knife.
signing off
Razor and Emily
i was at a petrol station, running like hell from smiling man. i ran into the shop and shut the door. Emily was inside.
she asked me what the hell the smiling man was and i said "he's the smiling man and he's a fear." she seemed relieved and told me that she was being followed by 'the dog'. Actually it's the Dog, Razor. yeah whatever. we crept out the back door and then got away. i realized i hadn't asked her what her name was and she said "I'm Emily. Emily Turner."
We ran off and then i posted the previous post about trees and then i decided to post this one.
i've got to sleep now cuz i got myself with my knife in my sleep. had a dream about being in my old garden and then i tripped on a garden rake and cut myself in the head. woke up and turned out i had cut myself but it wasn't a rake- i had somehow hit my own head with my knife.
signing off
Razor and Emily
trees are bad
okay so i got away from smiling man like i mentioned and I have discovered one important thing. trees are evil.
i ran into a forest to get away from neverspeak who was after me again. okay so i now regret this so badly. i had brett with me then and he was scared as much as i was. i had met him the day before turns out he was on neverspeak's "kill" list as well.
we just ran and ran and then suddenly slenderman was there and we were shouting and screaming and then slenderman was gone. brett was crying and sobbing and i tried to comfort him and then neverspeak showed up and i was terrified. neverspeak does that he makes you really scared. i tried to help but neverspeak leant over to brett and made a sort of "shh" motion and then... read my first post if you want to know what neverspeak does. neverspeak looked at me and then sort of smiled and then vanished like he wasn't going to kill me yet. i did the good thing and put my knife through brett's head.
lesson learned- trees are evil. horrors lurk within them. they make you kill friends because THAT IS THE RIGHT THING TO DO AT THAT TIME.
emily wants to write here now. her text is red.
Hello, I am Emily. Unlike Razor I prefer to write properly. Just because I am running from murderers doesn't mean that I cannot write well. You hear that, Razor??
anyway that is all oh and emily was this girl that i met after brett was... you know. she told me slenderman likes trees and not to go there.
i have to sign off to get what little sleep i can with all these creepy stalkers and whispers at night and stuff.
i ran into a forest to get away from neverspeak who was after me again. okay so i now regret this so badly. i had brett with me then and he was scared as much as i was. i had met him the day before turns out he was on neverspeak's "kill" list as well.
we just ran and ran and then suddenly slenderman was there and we were shouting and screaming and then slenderman was gone. brett was crying and sobbing and i tried to comfort him and then neverspeak showed up and i was terrified. neverspeak does that he makes you really scared. i tried to help but neverspeak leant over to brett and made a sort of "shh" motion and then... read my first post if you want to know what neverspeak does. neverspeak looked at me and then sort of smiled and then vanished like he wasn't going to kill me yet. i did the good thing and put my knife through brett's head.
lesson learned- trees are evil. horrors lurk within them. they make you kill friends because THAT IS THE RIGHT THING TO DO AT THAT TIME.
emily wants to write here now. her text is red.
Hello, I am Emily. Unlike Razor I prefer to write properly. Just because I am running from murderers doesn't mean that I cannot write well. You hear that, Razor??
anyway that is all oh and emily was this girl that i met after brett was... you know. she told me slenderman likes trees and not to go there.
i have to sign off to get what little sleep i can with all these creepy stalkers and whispers at night and stuff.
didn't die
okay so smiler didn't kill me but the people in the motel aren't so lucky i gotta move away from civilisation or everyone will die i don't know why i'm being followed but I gotta keep moving so yeah oh and someone told me through a comment on my last post that they are called fears and they have names but he didn't know who neverspeak was.
bye
from Razor
bye
from Razor
Wednesday, 17 September 2014
intro and stuff
Right i'd better start this off with some info- this isn't some sort of life blog about my life. so go eff off if that's what you wanted. I have nowhere else to go or i'll die so I turned to the internet.mmaybe some others are having the same kind of situation as me? I hate reading blogs where ther is so little on the firest post so I just wanted to say:
I'm writning this from a small motel somewhere. on my ipad. which is the only thing I have left now, my only contact with the outside world.
I'm being followed. by four separate freaks. they all want to kill me and I am so scared.
There's tall pale and faceless. he's like a guy with a suit and a tie and no face and NO FACE!!1
There's straightjacket smiler, the ginger who is like the joker or something he has such a huge effing smile and his eyes I can't even describe...
There's my clone, who looks a lot like me and wants to be me or something. he took my place once and killed my sister with the help of straightjacket. and my sister thought it was me and oH GOD OH GOD OH GOD!1odmovcico
Then there is never-speak. he's like this teen with a hoodie and his mouth is all sown up and his eyes are like pits and jesus he wants to kill me worse than the others... or something. he killed my brother well actually he didnt he just hurt my brother so bad that my brother couldn't do anything he couldn't communicate in any way.... OH GOD... i tried to tell the guy who was burying him he was still alive but he didn't believe me and then clone showed up and I ran and my brother was BURIED ALIVE AND ADN ADN D ANDNND>..
FUUUUUUUCKK!!!! SMILER!!! FOUND MEE!!! FFUUUUCKKKK...!!!!!!!...!!!3r mhm9vmc9832kd89cm983mc893mdc9,q,
I'm writning this from a small motel somewhere. on my ipad. which is the only thing I have left now, my only contact with the outside world.
I'm being followed. by four separate freaks. they all want to kill me and I am so scared.
There's tall pale and faceless. he's like a guy with a suit and a tie and no face and NO FACE!!1
There's straightjacket smiler, the ginger who is like the joker or something he has such a huge effing smile and his eyes I can't even describe...
There's my clone, who looks a lot like me and wants to be me or something. he took my place once and killed my sister with the help of straightjacket. and my sister thought it was me and oH GOD OH GOD OH GOD!1odmovcico
Then there is never-speak. he's like this teen with a hoodie and his mouth is all sown up and his eyes are like pits and jesus he wants to kill me worse than the others... or something. he killed my brother well actually he didnt he just hurt my brother so bad that my brother couldn't do anything he couldn't communicate in any way.... OH GOD... i tried to tell the guy who was burying him he was still alive but he didn't believe me and then clone showed up and I ran and my brother was BURIED ALIVE AND ADN ADN D ANDNND>..
FUUUUUUUCKK!!!! SMILER!!! FOUND MEE!!! FFUUUUCKKKK...!!!!!!!...!!!3r mhm9vmc9832kd89cm983mc893mdc9,q,
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