Someone is there.

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  I got settled into my dads house pretty quickly.  My room was still pretty void of any furniture besides for the bed and now a dresser, but other than that he "promises" to get more things in my room to make it feel more like a room and less like a jail cell. There really wasn't much for me to unpack besides for clothes and a few boxes of nicknacks that I promised to always keep safe and of course, my favorite stuffed animal in the world.  A pink bunny. It's been through hell and back. There are stitches in multiple places; both ears, her neck, back, and her right leg. All needed to be sewn up.  She had a couple of stains too and a missing eye that had to be stitched up and now had a black eye patch with a red heart. She may seem like a disaster, but she was my first toy. My pride and joy. And I intend to keep her around forever.

School starts in two days and that's what's been keeping me from being calm.  On the outside I was ready and brave. I couldn't wait to destroy the lives out of some bitches. But on the inside I wasn't ready. School gets out in three weeks and I knew for a fact that I wouldn't be able to talk to anyone or maintain the good grades that I had before.

Last night when I had nothing to do, I was laying on my bed with my laptop and I decided to get some of my research done.  I couldn't be left without any clues and so I thought that one lead was better than nothing.  I tried to start with the paranormal stuff that I had experienced rather than the physical things.  I figured that if I did that it would just tell me about stalkers. I knew about that. I wanted to know more about my nightmares and the black gas.

I didn't find anything other than.  "scientists may have found that the paranormal that you witnessed may just be your mind playing tricks" "have you been sleeping normally?" "things that people with skitzophrania have claimed to see"
It didn't really get me far.  So I decided that maybe it was time to explore the history of my home town.

Glendaiel

Population: 10,000
Founded: June 14, 1812
Current mayor: Dr. Steven Brown.

History:

Glendaiel was founded during the war of 1812 as a refuge for many American soldiers. Founded on the Outskirts of Massachusetts it was surrounded by dense forest. Glendaiel Massachusetts touches the boarder of New York.

A very boring history if I do say so myself, the page went on to just explain more history about the people and the fashion. It didn't really give me much information about the woods like I wanted it to, but that's why I just think that the woods serve no evil purpose.

But then I found it, Glendaiel murders.

I don't know what made me click on the link, I didn't need to look up murders and I really didn't want to dig too deep into this subject.  But I decided that since I didn't really have anything to do, it would be a good time passer.

I read through over 100 different murder cases. Most of them were brief only giving the cause of death, the suspects and the accused. Some gave pictures and a couple of testimonies. But the best ones I found had full page by page details of the murders. And those never had an arrest.  My favorite, well, the one that was most interesting was the case where 10 children all went missing on the same day. I'll write it here.

December 20th 1985,

The parents of 10 children came to the station to report a missing child.

They state that either the windows of the children, or the back doors were forced open in the middle of the night and their child had disappeared.

The children all ranged from the ages of 3-7.

Only one child came forward when questioned to tell a very strange story.

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