Log Tape 5 – Incident Tape — It’s been three days since the incident of whoever broke into my house occurred. Mothers doing alright - she doesn’t know anything about what happened prior to the break in that day.
I haven’t had any reocurrence yet, but something’s telling me that there’s more going on than what it seems to be.
The town seemed to be more relaxed about us moving in but still distant towards us even though mother had a “welcoming” party.
Anyways, my arm still hasn’t healed for the past four years even though I heal faster than others.
It has stayed open for months before I had to stitch it together, hoping it would heal, but it hasn’t. Any new cut I make disappears, but this one won’t. It's pretty large for a cut, and I don’t care.
I have to change the bandage four to five times a week but sometimes twice a day because I somehow make a sharp movement and rip the stitch out of place, so I have to restitch it often.
It hurts like hell, but I remain a constant straight face to avoid suspicion in order to seem like a normal person despite the fact that I'm cursed.
It looks like the cut has grown larger but it’s hard to tell; my arm is permanently scarred to the point it won’t heal back to how it used to be, and I think it had to do something with the knife I used at that time.
I normally use a pocket knife, but I had to use my black dagger so my mother wouldn’t catch on to what I was doing at that time. I don’t have much surgical raps and stitching left, so I'll have to get more soon..
[End of Log Tape 5—]
I started talking to our neighbors more to get information on the forest but they always find a way to change the subject, so I didn’t get much info on it except that it was filled with serial killers and that teenagers would be dared by their friends to enter and they never came back out.
People call it “Slender’s woods” or “Slenderman’s Forest”. Once you go in, you never come back out, but one person managed to do so, and they were never the same kid they once used to be..
I never got their name, but I can go ahead and say they were way too stupid enough to enter.
I got more information on how the town never liked newcomers because they always seem to cause trouble anywhere they step.
Since then, I found a new interest to study more about the faceless man and his proxies One.. By.. One… Now, don’t get me wrong,
I just want to see how well they work with their ways of fighting and who they are because of what happened four years ago and the other night.
But anytime I’ve walked near the forest or just outside at all I felt eyes on me everytime.
Sometimes there’s a few eye’s on me, but most of the time it’s just one person. It’s starting to get intense and I find it fascinating on how they find me “different” compared to the others they seemed to have killed, and they seem to have caught my eye because I find it too amusing.
Tonight, when no more lights are on and the town’s asleep.. I’ll be outside waiting to see who confronts me first and what they want from me; It’s just too exciting to see new conflict for the first time in a new town..
HahahaHa!!!!!!
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