Paranoia

After spending a while sending Med my measurements for the prosthetic arms she offered to make for me, I went and got myself an assistant to type stuff for me. His name is W or at least shall be known as W from now.

He's helpful and it makes updating easier than voice-to-text. I was released from the hospital two days after my last post and I was on my way when guess who shows up?

Slenderman, the one and only and by his side Jessica.

I was gonna go grab her and run, but she then took out a knife and stabbed me in the kidneys. The knife went slowly in and I could feel the rust grinding against my insides. I tried to punch her, but I passed out.
I woke up in the hospital having apparently undergone a procedure while out.

After a few more days of recovery I was back on my feet. But I realized that I could not fight in this state or run for that matter, my body was weak. I went home and locked myself in the basement.
I've been there since, W was hired through the internet and after some security checks I let him in.

I've asked him to protect me as well. Of course I offered him more money, 30$ an hour. I can afford him for a few months if my bank balance is to be believed.

We sleep on mattresses and I have a knife under my pillow.
Anyone think I may be too paranoid?

Sod off!

~R

Just...

I've been gone a while. But, I have an excuse because Slendy attacked me. His slimey tendrils went and grabbed my arms. Without even q second thought or glimpse of mercy her ripped both of my arms off. I screamed,I yelled, I cried from the sheer magnitude of pain. I then had to lay there and watch as he devoured my arms. Slenderman has no mouth but he eats and trust me when I say that you never want to see how he eats.

Never!

I managed to get myself to a hospital after Slenderman left,so I'm thankfully still alive. If you can call this living.

I want to kill him, but without my arms...I'm scared,angry,confused and an array of other emotions.

I didn't want this.
How can Jessica love this thing.
How could anyone?

~R

What the?

Alright. I think I may have been too quick to say that Slenderman isn't real. I saw him,like Im not sure how thats logically possible but he was there.
He just looked at me for a few seconds and then vanished.
I...
I don't even know. How could Jessica be in love with this being? Why would she be like just...
WHAT DO I DO?
~R

R here

Alright, Jessica seems to be gone. Her laptop was signed into this, so I changed the password and am going to run this until she comes back.

I'm her old roommate, I was getting some stuff when I noticed she was gone. I read her blog, man...looks like I made the right call moving out.

So, I'm not sure. I may have made a mistake. I kind of showed her Marble Hornets a couple of months ago and now it seems like she is overly obsessed.

I've been obsessed with fictional characters before, but this is just insanity or something. Like, the slenderman is just a thing someone created.

People know he was created, by this guy. Like it's well documented, so how could he be real?

~R

DONE!

I did it. I think that bitch learned her lesson and I made sure that she'll never forget who did this. I carved LOVE into here flesh, probably going to leave a kickass scar. Now that that is settled, I kind of have to get out of here.

In case you are reading this my dear leader.

Good luck finding me!

BITCH!

One of the girls here is trying to get in on the group leader. Not on freaking my watch.

She is being all flirty with him. First of all what kind of slutbag is she just flirting with the first person she encounters?

Also, I will freaking cut her up. Seriously, she will not foil my plans!

CREW!

I joined up with a group of runners. I think people are getting too trusting. Has anyone else noticed that when people run from Slenderman they immediatly trust the first people they meet and form packs. That makes it way too easy for a proxy or me to sneak with and stab them in the back. I dont mean that literally though.
...
...

Alright maybe I do mean it literally.
I have thing for knifes and blood, its a rather fun interest. A bit frowned upon but when have I ever given a crap about what society thinks.

This group is appearantly lead by a friendly proxy of some sorts. I really wish I'd be a more talkative person. He may be able to get me closer to Slenderman.

Worth a shot.