Starting Anew
A journal and main contact source for my Mom and family back home.
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Monday, September 12, 2011
The Black Cabin part 2
In the carriage the Young Woman watched as her village slowly disappeared behind her. Soon the carriage was swallowed by the thick of the woods. It even seemed to get darker the further they went in. The Young Woman began to grow afriad. She cautiously looked outside trying to search the endless series of trees for anything unusual. Sometimes it even seemed like the trees themselves moved slightly.
The reigns cracked and the Young Woman was thrown back into her seat. The horses started to run making the carriage bump violently on the dirt road. She tried to get up to see what was happening. Steadying herself on the window she looked out again. Something was following them. It was as tall as a tree and its branches curled and twisted in an effort to catch the carriage.
Just then the horses panicked, and stopped immediately. Rearing up, the carriage twisted on its side and dragged a few feet before stopping. The Young Woman was hurt and stunned inside the carriage. Then a horrible scream came. It was the carriage driver. A large black shadow whipped over the carriage and the Young Woman, passed out.
When she woke up she was still laying in the carriage. She seemed able to move. With much effort, she pulled herself out of the other side of the carriage. She had no idea how long she had been asleep but as she looked around she realized she was alone. The day's light was getting dim and she couldn't stay in the carriage. Not with that thing out there. So the Young Woman walked the road.
A sick feeling came over her. She felt as if she was being followed again. The large black thing creeped ever closer toward her. Twisting and curling its branches. In a last effort, the Young Woman ran into the forest and tried to escape the monster. Rain began to fall, and this made running much harder. She didn't know if she had lost the thing but she dared not look back.
The rain continued to poor down. Then suddenly as if by magic, and old black cabin appeared in front of her. She slowly approached walking up to the porch and knocked on the door. Suddenly a wretched feeling came over her. She felt both sick and unsafe. The Young Woman backed away and as she did the cabin seemed to change shape. The windows had become huge eyeballs and the roof dipped as if to create a furrowed brow. Frightened she turned to run. But then a large hooded figure blocked her escape, and as it approached, she froze in place.
The reigns cracked and the Young Woman was thrown back into her seat. The horses started to run making the carriage bump violently on the dirt road. She tried to get up to see what was happening. Steadying herself on the window she looked out again. Something was following them. It was as tall as a tree and its branches curled and twisted in an effort to catch the carriage.
Just then the horses panicked, and stopped immediately. Rearing up, the carriage twisted on its side and dragged a few feet before stopping. The Young Woman was hurt and stunned inside the carriage. Then a horrible scream came. It was the carriage driver. A large black shadow whipped over the carriage and the Young Woman, passed out.
When she woke up she was still laying in the carriage. She seemed able to move. With much effort, she pulled herself out of the other side of the carriage. She had no idea how long she had been asleep but as she looked around she realized she was alone. The day's light was getting dim and she couldn't stay in the carriage. Not with that thing out there. So the Young Woman walked the road.
A sick feeling came over her. She felt as if she was being followed again. The large black thing creeped ever closer toward her. Twisting and curling its branches. In a last effort, the Young Woman ran into the forest and tried to escape the monster. Rain began to fall, and this made running much harder. She didn't know if she had lost the thing but she dared not look back.
The rain continued to poor down. Then suddenly as if by magic, and old black cabin appeared in front of her. She slowly approached walking up to the porch and knocked on the door. Suddenly a wretched feeling came over her. She felt both sick and unsafe. The Young Woman backed away and as she did the cabin seemed to change shape. The windows had become huge eyeballs and the roof dipped as if to create a furrowed brow. Frightened she turned to run. But then a large hooded figure blocked her escape, and as it approached, she froze in place.
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Doingasbett tear as can expecttted
I'nm so sory mom. I don;t mean to worry you. Im ok really. I'm safe now. It just hurt alto and I was getting all upset because of the pain. Those new pills wrok a lot better. Most of the pain is gone but I'm a littleel loopie. I disconnecccted my phone so don't try calling me. Emal might woark but stillllll snot a good ideas. I probly wont get it anyway. She's got me in a safe place so i can justsleepjas a little
Anyway I l oves you and know that I finallyug gotdssome helpp. I gottsa go now.
Anyway I l oves you and know that I finallyug gotdssome helpp. I gottsa go now.
Love you alto,
KK
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Friday, September 9, 2011
He's Here
He's here.
Staring at me.
Through the window.
I
dont think he can come inside. Thats why he stands at the windows
Now he just waits and stares at me though the side window. I think he has lotss of time to waiste otherwise he wouldn't do that. Sometimes I can
ignore him but even with teh windows covered I can still feel him stareing at me. It's hard to sleep like that. The other pills are hel
ping though. But the dreams I'm having. Is it still a good nights sleep if I wake up scared and panickeddd?
ignore him but even with teh windows covered I can still feel him stareing at me. It's hard to sleep like that. The other pills are hel
ping though. But the dreams I'm having. Is it still a good nights sleep if I wake up scared and panickeddd?
I wish my cats we're still around.
I wish my family was here.
I wish I could go home.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
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