ill finish this post when i can type
ok... i think i can do this now...
today was gonna be a day of just relaxing and not running so much. i probably moved maybe... what? half a mile? not much compared to yesterday.
And then... well i was being really paranoid, so i whipped out my camera and started recording shit around me...
i didnt see Him so i thought i was safe.
this total nut job was standing in a nearby house just staring at me. he had all these weird as hell markings on his face that looked like they were done with a sharpie by a nine year old with serious mental issues.
he was just staring at me. course, i would probably stare too if i saw someone sitting outside of someone's house sapping the wi-fi. but that isnt the weird part.
he came up to me and started talking, his voice was scratchy as hell. i could barely make out what he was saying, cuz he was talking so fast. said something about a flood and how "we are coming for you" and all that shit which matches up with all those comments he left for you people (sorry about that, btw i deleted them where i saw them. apparently he wants me to watch some blogs seeing how im following like three new ones)
i told him to fuck off and started to pack my shit. he saw the operator symbol on my bag and started screeching. like legitly screeching; high pitch, annoying, ear bursting. i yelled at him to go away and then he attacked me.
i barely escaped. he landed a shit ton of punches and kicks on me, and seeing how i fucking suck at fighting without something that resembles a sword, i could only run from him. he chased for a while, moving slightly faster than me.
i rounded a corner and stole a look backwards, he wasnt there, and neither was my shit. but i didnt care, i had to keep moving. i ran until i couldnt anymore and rested in what looked like an old barn. i was breathing heavily and finally found rest.
i woke up a while later. guess who was lurking around where i was? you guessed it! psycho killer!!!
well this time i had the advantage. he hadnt seen me so i grabbed a shovel that was nearby (kudos to farmers who leave their tools around). i ran up to him and was gonna hit him when he turned around and parried my attack with his arm.
we struggled against eachother for a bit and then i found myself choking him and i wouldnt let go and he was gasping and
im shaking again
will continue to edit later
gonna finish this...
i dont know a light way to put this...
but i took a person's life today.
shit... just remembering it....
no. i cant think of it. i cant. i wont. it never happened...
but..his eyes... those horrid eyes... why did he stare at me when i was.......
damn it... i know that he was likely a proxy and i know that i shouldnt feel bad and i know i did it for survival and i know that i am just a blithering moron....
have to find something to laugh at in all this... (taking a rule from Sandra here)
at least... he brought me my stuff? ...no.. thats not funny... but it was nice...
even if my camera is now gone... damn... that dick mustve done something with it... i didnt get to upload anything... well i still have my laptop so its all good.
on a different note i feel now is a good time to list the things i love and the things i
light, gentle rain
I must conquer:
open doors (yes Ava, i fear them too, though not to your extreme)
being completely lost
one last thing: things i must do before i die:
find true love (sounds cheesy and unobtainable for me right now, but i can hope right?)
raise a child (see above)
make this all stop
there are somethings i WANT (not need) to do before i die, but now is not the time to talk about those.
now is the time for calming the fuck down.
Stay Sane, Stay Alive