A Dream of Wires and Time

I had a dream where I was laying on a poorly constructed bed with people surrounding me. They were facing away from me,limp and dangling by their wires. None of which touched me at all.

My head felt thick like a block of cement and I couldn't move. Like my whole body was made of wood or something. But I could feel everything. The bed's sheets. Cool night air against my face. The sounds of the people creaking and moaning as they stood near me. Some were incoherent but the others were begging for death. Each were familiar to me. I think they were the Puppet People who follow me.

At least what they used to be.

Then they turned to me..their faces..oh god their faces! They were either torn and bloody or...or not there at all! And what was there was a crude carving of a face. Like someone was doing a rough draft of what they should look like or something to that effect. They certainly didn't look like that now. Each of them stared down at me. Or not me. But the last Maiden before myself. I suddenly switched perspectives with something and saw she was crying and...and she looked like me...almost like me..only she had darker and longer hair than me. She was....begging them to let her go..to let her go home.

A bedraggled Splinter walked into the room and taunted her. Called her awful names until she started crying. I was screaming for it all to stop but no one seemed to hear me. She did..did something with a knife and I...she became the girl on the bed. Took over her fucking body and twisted the Hell out of it...th..then she looked straight at me...and smiled. I woke up screaming. I was..am okay.

I did however wake up to something odd though...my mum..front door is fixed. And unlocked...

Worth It

Sometimes I wonder if surviving is really worth it anymore. I've got no actual friends,my.family either is dead or they don't care I'm gone. And I'm pretty sure that I'm not going to stop her. She might be the death of me.

Hell if I beat them,what do I do after? Just where do I go? I don't know if being in this house is safe anymore. They've probably broken in here. There's dried blood on one of the bedroom doors and I know it isn't mine.

I...I don't think so at least.

It might be a puppet's blood but I don't think they bleed. I can't recall if I made the Hobo bleed or not. The whole setting him on fire thing was a fear induced blur. Either way I know it isn't mine.

But I gotta wonder how it got there. Cuz it's definitely too little to be lethal. So whoever it belongs to,at least they're alive.

Two Things

I lost my second job. I'm not going to get into why. But it was for the best,I suppose. After all I was horrible at that job. I'm going to apply someplace else. Hopefully it works out well for me.

Onto supernatural news.

I'm going to be completely honest with you all. These past few days have been really tense and I am getting tired. Really tired of waiting for them to do something. Watching my back for the puppet I tried to burn to try and hurt me. And I...I just can't stay quiet about those kids anymore.

No one even remembers they existed!

It's like they weren't even real! But I remember them. I remember all of them. Their screams,their fears and their tears. I remember them..why doesn't anyone else?

Why am I the only one who remembers? Does anyone know why? I..I just need someone to tell me. Please?

PLEASE?!

Long Story Short

Dolls oddly enough don't burn. I really wish someone had told me that before I tried to do that. Now I look like a complete fool and I accomplished absolutely nothing by doing that to the hobo.

Well I did manage to piss him off.

He kinda chased me for four blocks. I only managed to get away because I got across train tracks before a huge ass train had rolled by and stopped. Also the many cars nearby probably discouraged any supernatural means of keeping me. I was very lucky to have gotten away at all. If I try something that foolish again I think I'm going to be completely fucked.

Oh well.

In other news I haven't viewed a certain bitch's T.V. shows yet. At least that's something to be thankful for. But I'm guessing that won't happen until winter or so. Ya know cuz I won't be going really anywhere. Not having a car kinda sucks. I could have probably ran over those creepy dolls and been done with some of this bullshit.

I just hope that I can keep out running them. I really don't want to know what they will do if they catch me. It probably won't be pretty.