Sunday, December 25, 2011

Merry Christmas

Thanks to everyone who helped me and kept going with me since January! c:

Yeah yeah, all you little bastards keep your trouble making asses outta shit and try not create panic and potential ways to get yourself killed before this year ends. Goddamn kids.

Tony could have been more eloquent, but that's what I would have expected from a mean old alcoholic. Merry Christmas everyone and hopefully you might not hate me as much now!!

Cynthia Delmont, Anthony Delmont and Officer Simon Radler

Thursday, December 22, 2011

We decorated the tree

It's pretty last minute and we only did it because Simon made Dad agree. I don't know if me or Dad wanted to do anything with Christmas but I guess Simon thought it would be a good thing for me to do. I went up to the attic today because that's where all the ornaments were. From all the dust up there I think Simon hasn't done Christmas in a while.

It was cool to see the kinds of things up there though. All this old stuff that he probably forgot about. There were books and boxes and tons of other things. I kind of forgot to even get the ornaments for the little tree we got for a while because I wanted to look around. That's how I found some old picture albums. I think they were from when Simon was little because they had dates and names on them. Simon hasn't really ever talked to us about his life even though he knows basically all of everything we went through. I guess that's sort of weird but he's a nice guy...

Anyway so there were a ton of pictures. And they were all of his family too, I think. There were his mom and dad and little sister. All four of them look so happy, like some picture perfect sort of family that would be on tv, y'know? I don't know why he doesn't have any of these up in the house because when I came down I realized that I've never seen any family pictures hanging around his house or even just in his wallet. (Yes I did check his wallet, no I didn't take any money)

When I asked him today he got really quiet and asked me where I found the pictures. I told him the attic where I got the Christmas ornaments and he looked really upset. He asked me not to talk anymore about the pictures and to not go in the attic again even though he's the one who asked me to go up there in the first place. Jeez. Well I guess something must have happened because he went and took a walk even though I told him not to because he might be out there somewhere waiting to try and hurt us or worse. He didn't listen and kept going and left me and Dad at the house.

I'm not really gonna ask him about that stuff again but now I'm really curious. Dad said that Simon was just a crybaby who probably didn't get enough money from his parents but I dunno...he seemed really sad when he walked away.

Whatever...anyway, things have gotten quiet again. Ever since the day I spotted him outside the school and freaked out and left early, I haven't seen him again. That makes me more nervous than calm because I can feel him watching but I can't see where he is. I just feel like he's always there, waiting for me to mess up or something and take me away again. I haven't been able to sleep well and Leah is getting worried about me. I'm falling asleep in classes and not getting my work done. My therapist isn't really helping anymore even though she's really trying to figure out what's happening to me now. She's says it's Post Traumatic Stress Disorder but she'll never know that the stress never left because the problem never did.

I don't know what to do...Simon and Dad are talking to me or each other as much and I know Mom is pregnant. I can read her blog even though Dad tried to make sure I wouldn't. I think I'm starting to get sort of numb to these things though. I keep reading all these bad things happening, seeing Simon worrying and Dad drinking more, and waiting for him to come and kidnap me or kill me, but I'm not scared anymore. It feels like I'm losing my emotions if that even makes sense. When I talked to dad about it he tried to understand but because he doesn't really experience emotions either (I think that's a psychopath or something?) he didn't really know what to say. I think he thinks that I'm starting to become like him and he hates that.

It's been pretty bad around here and I really don't think it's gonna get better.

I are you guys?

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Happy Thanksgiving

Spend it well even if you're going through tough times. I know we're trying to too.

Friday, October 28, 2011

So Dad grounded me for going back to the field. I don't even know if he really knows what grounding is cause' he's been gone for my whole life, but Simon actually agreed and took his side. That isn't fair-I was just trying to find some sort of clue to help Mom!

Whatever. I need to get off, if they catch me on the computer they'll just get angry again. I think Dad is really starting to hate these blogs.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Sorry I've been gone for so long but Dad didn't want me getting on the blog and updating. He says that Mom doesn't need to talk to me and she might want to. Well...I'm gonna talk to her if she tries because I'm tired of being scared of something happening. I haven't seen any sign of creepy guys who have lost their mind or the monster. And Leah has been really nice to me so...I'm gonna get stronger so I can protect my family and friends.

And whatever is happening to Mom I'm gonna find a way to help her. I will. I know I will. Tomorrow I'm gonna try and go look in the clearing again. By the time Dad checks this I'll have gone there and back. He'll be angry when he finds out, but I'm not just gonna stand back and let Mom get hurt over something that's probably my fault.

Saturday, October 8, 2011

It's not Cathy

All you assholes need to shut up and listen for a sec- that's not her, that's not my wife/ex-wife/whatever the fuck she was.

Shit just trust me on this and I'll try and explain later.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Someone posted on my Mom's blog.

I don't know what's going on anymore. It could be her or it could be someone pretending to be her- oh god what do I do

Monday, October 3, 2011

Someone changed my Mom's background to her blog

I have no idea who but I'm gonna try and find out. Nothing else has happened but maybe this means something...

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Last week I went and decided to look at the woods where everything had happened. Everything was still very dead looking and when I stepped into the burned areas I felt like something was watching me. It creeped me out but I tried to keep looking in case there was a clue somewhere about my parents. For a while I didn't find anything. I was just walking around and moving dead plants to see the ground better. The whole time the feeling of being watched continued and I was about to go back home when I did find something.

It was my dad's eye patch. I don't know what this means but it's something. Maybe he isn't dead and he got away. Maybe that means that mom isn't dead either. I don't know but when I picked up the eye patch I started to feel really bad- like I was going to puke and my head started to hurt too. I don't know why my body reacted like this but I got out of there with the eye patch as fast as I could. Simon was upset that I had gone back without him and  told me I was being, "Irresponsible and risking my life" but if there's anyone who can find my parents it's me.

I hid the eye patch in my room and then went to bed. Nothing weird happened that night. I didn't have any nightmares and I didn't see any tall men in suits. In fact nothing bad has happened at all since that stomach ache at the field.

I did go to Leah's house Friday. Her mom and dad are really nice and acted very...careful around me. I guess they know that I had gone missing for over half a year and that my mom is missing now. I dunno, Simon says that the story about my family got a lot of news time. Anyway Leah and I just sort of hung out and talked a lot about school, the other students, likes and dislikes, hobbies, and life. It was nice, I guess, to talk to someone my age. I couldn't tell her everything but she seemed like she actually cared and just wanted to make sure I was okay. I think I can see Leah as a friend.

The therapist hasn't been much help really. I talk to her but she can't get anything out of me about what really happened. I told her I didn't want the hypnosis and Simon agreed because then I might have said something that got her in trouble.

Jade- We made sure not to let her do it. She understood and promised not to push the hypnosis.

Elaine- So I guess Morningstar wasn't a good guy after all? We all saw this coming so I don't know why  you trusted him after everything he's done...

Ridley- I'm not sure what that's all supposed to mean. Cryptic stuff is pointless and a waste of time.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

The therapist is nice enough, I guess. Her name is Dr. Moore and she's trying her best to be friends with me which is nice. I can't tell her much- she keeps trying to figure out what happened to me when I was gone but I lie and say that it's all hard to remember. She says she wants to try some kind of hypnosis to help me "recall the memories" or something but I don't want her to know. I can't let another person find out about him and his minions.

She did say something that was good though. She said that I needed to get a hobby so that I wouldn't think of what happened but think about what's happening now. So I think I am going to talk to Simon about helping some of you guys. We wouldn't be able to do that much, maybe just let you stay at the house for a few days. I do wanna meet some of you guys after all. But it's up to Simon because it's his house.

I also am gonna try looking for Mom and Dad. I can't sit around and do nothing. They could be alive! And if they are I need to find them because they tried again and again to find me and save me. It's my turn to try and help them and you guys. Tomorrow after school I am gonna go over to the woods where the fire happened and look around. The police already checked a while ago but maybe I'll find something they didn't see...I hope.

The girls in class are still being mean to me. They boys don't really care as much, they just ignore me. Leah is still talking to me. Yesterday she invited me to hang out at her house for a while and I said no. But then she found a good time for when I would be free and even talked to Simon about me going over to her house. Simon agreed and told me later that it would be a good idea for me to hang out with Leah because I needed to talk to more "kids my age". I know he wants the best for me but I'm scared something bad will happen to Leah. I don't know. Whatever happens I am going over to her house Friday since I meet with Dr. Moore on Mondays and Thursdays.

I think I'm excited but nervous. What if I mess up and Leah hates me? Or what if she was planning on being mean to me this whole time? What if...she's one of them? And he finds me again... I have to stop thinking like this. It isn't normal and I don't wanna always be by myself.

Fleisch- I guess it is. Maybe it'll work better when I keep going to it.

Elaine- I read that you helped Morningstar. I hope you know what you're doing because I don't trust him at all. He hurt Kay and he wants to hurt me and my family. I don't like him.

Ridley- I can't trust you because you still work for him! He's still connected to you and that makes you bad.

Neo- I hope it helps me too. Thanks.

Friday, September 9, 2011


I finally agreed to let Simon find me a therapist last week. He says it's the best thing for me and I guess I kind of agree. I need to stop having these flashes so I can talk to other people without looking weird. And I know I'm kind of...messed up from staying with Redlight and him. I'm gonna start seeing them soon- some time this week probably. Apparently Simon will drive me to them after school between shifts or something.

Ryuu- I won't be able to tell them the whole truth, but I guess they might be able to help me calm down...

Fleisch- I could try collecting some things. Maybe it'll help take my mind off of thinking about some things. But thanks for the nice words.

Jean- I don't think that's a bad thing though. Mom liked girls and that was okay. I don't really think it's a mean thing, but I guess if some people say it it can be.

Grendel- Monster slayer? I don't really know what you're talking about but I do know you don't need to say things like that about me when you don't even know me.

Jade- I do like Batman. I liked reading and watching about Superheroes back before all of this happened. Thanks for telling me all of that- it helped to read. You're a very nice person.

Neo- Thanks. I'm not really sure if anyone is expecting me to do something, but I guess maybe people are hoping I won't go crazy again.

Numbers Man- Thanks I guess? Are you alright?

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

I've been trying really hard to make some friends but so far only Leah will talk to me. But I think the other girls don't want her to because they've been making fun of her hanging with me even though it's usually only for a few minutes. Leah says that it doesn't matter and that she doesn't care what they say, but I hate seeing her get bullied because she's trying to be nice to me. I feel like I'm ruining her life at school.

The girls in my class and some of the older girls too have been calling me a dyke. I don't really know why they are because I looked it up in the dictionary and it said it was a levee or something and even asked Simon but he sort of stammered and said I didn't need to know until I was older. They said I looked like one because of my short hair and baggy clothes, so I'm guessing it's supposed to be bad. Does anyone know what it's supposed to mean?

They've also been making sure I can't sit with them during lunch and if I have to partner up with anyone they usually act like it's the worst thing in the world. It's been hard because it looks like the other kids just don't want me to be there. I think Leah is just nice to me because she feels bad for me. I've been bullied before- back before I met Rachel kids pushed me around because I was really shy and awkward. Now I speak my mind and act a little strange because of everything I went through and this has gotten me bullied even more than when I was quiet. It's weird how it's working out.

Simon still wants me to see a therapist and I still don't want to. He's getting worried because he knows it's been hard for me and he has no idea what to do because he's never had a kid to take care of before. I feel bad for suddenly living with him and making him have to do a lot more work, but I know there's no where else I can go.

I just have been feeling lonely and kind of sad for the past week. I think I'm getting depressed or something but I don't know. I keep having flashes but they aren't as bad as when I first got put into school. I've been going out and hanging around parks and swinging because I finish my homework really fast. I always try looking for him when I'm there or near the woods. I expect to see a tall, faceless man suddenly appear and for the nightmare to start all over again but so far I haven't even felt anything to something being not normal. I guess maybe he really has left me alone.

I just need something to keep me from thinking because then I want to do stupid things that would get me or Simon hurt.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011


I've been trying to make friends at school but it's been really hard. I keep having these flashes of being with Redlight and the others when people come near and try to talk to me. Every time it happens I act strange and usually scare the other students off. All the teachers and the principle know that I went through something because Simon told them, but none of the kids do and it's becoming really hard. They're already avoiding me and only talking to me if they have to.

I wonder if I'll ever make any friends or if I'll have to be alone because of the things I have done and seen.

There is one girl who keeps coming back and trying to make friends and I've been trying to act as normal as I can, but it's hard. She's smart enough to know that something is wrong and that I'm hurting but she's nice enough not to be nosy and ask. Her name is Leah. She's really pretty and funny and has a lot of friends and I wish I could be just like her. She's a lot better than Rachel was to me.

The other day some of the boys made fun of my short hair because I basically got a pixie cut and apparently I look like a boy. It was weird because I didn't want to cry- I've had to take worse insults than that before- but I did want to scream at them and beat them up. I think I got a bad temper and I don't want anything to happen anyone.

Simon says I could always go and see a Therapist but I don't want to. There's no way they could understand what I've gone through and make me feel better. There's just no way at all.

And Kay, if you're reading this, I want to let you know that Mom wouldn't want you acting like this at all. She would want you to be happy and keep living for her...if she really is dead. Dad would probably roll his eyes and tell you to stop being a baby. So please, please, stop and think about what you're doing.

Thanks to everyone who has been giving me nice comments, it really does make me smile that you guys care.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011


Simon and I have been talking over the last few days that I've stayed with him and I asked him to put me in school. I need something to take my mind off of what just happened and he agreed only if I promised to tell him if anything strange started happening again. I did and so I had my first day today.

It was weird being in school again. There were so many kids around me and I kept having these flashbacks to when I was stuck in the warehouse with all the other proxies, except they were usually older than me. Now I was back in a place where there were people around my age everywhere. The adults in charge weren't speaking in code or clawing at their faces, they were actually trying to help and teach kids. They cared. I got so used to everyone not caring about me and just having to take care of myself.

The day after I made my last post Simon took me out to get whatever I wanted. I know he's trying to make the situation less bad but it's really hard. I'm happy he's trying though. I ended up getting my hair cut very short because in the months that I had been staying with the others it had gotten tangled and gross from all the dirt. I also lost a lot of weight, or that's what Simon says, so he's been making sure I eat three meals a day. I'm not really sure how much I ate while I stayed with the proxies. I think I got all my food myself.

But I guess school was okay. I had to take a few tests to see if I could go into the sixth grade since I missed so much of fifth grade, but I passed them. So now I'm starting Middle School. Mom and Dad would be proud.

Sunday, August 14, 2011


In the beginning there was me and Mom.

In the middle there was me and Redlight.

By the end there is me and Simon.

There was always a missing person in all of this. That person was Dad- Tony. I miss him, I really do. Even though everything that happened was just…/bad/ he still came back for me. He, Mom and Simon came for me. I guess I should explain because so much has happened.

Yesterday I sent a message to Mom and Dad. I remember I put down a time and place for them to meet me and I also remember feeling scared and nervous. I didn’t really go crazy like I wrote. I sort of…pretended it. When I tried to kill myself and saw Mom and Dad reaching for me I snapped out of it. Redlight’s hold on me must have been broken on my end or something because I couldn’t feel his influence anymore, a voice in the back of my head telling me to do things to prepare for him. There was still something there, something dark and tangled in my mind. I think it was Him. That thing I called Dad for a while.

I had to pretend to be under Redlight’s control still though so I wrote that entry so he wouldn’t lock me up when he figured out I had tried to kill myself. He actually believed my lie which still surprises me because I thought it would never work. But the lie brought him back to me after being away for a long time.

The next day Redlight took me and a few things in a bag and we went to the place I told Mom, Dad and Simon to meet me. The place we stopped was a big clearing in the middle of the woods. There was a tree stump near the middle, I remember, and Redlight told me to go sit on it and wait for my parents and the policeman. I don’t know how long I was there, but it must have been a while because my legs fell asleep. After a while though I finally heard Mom and Dad. Dad more because he was talking loudly about how he hates coming in the woods and Mom was just saying a few things during his pauses.

I guess they saw me a few moments later because Dad stopped talking. I couldn’t turn to look at them; I was staring at Redlight who motioned for me to stay quiet. At the time I got really scared, I didn’t know what to do because he was taking out some things from the bag and he always has horrible things with him. It turns out it was two weird guns, I think one was a stun gun. Even though he had told me to stay quiet and not move before we got to the clearing I couldn’t help but turn when he suddenly shot a dart out and hit Dad in the neck.  He only got a few steps and then he fell over. Redlight started laughing but then Simon pointed a gun at him.  But before he could do anything, he froze up, and I saw these little cords out of his chest.  Mom was screaming, and Redlight was just laughing as he reloaded, then shot her too.

I remember wanting to cry when I saw Mom hit the ground and see her body twitch from the electrical blasts. I was so scared because suddenly it was just me and Redlight and he had the most horrible smile on his face that stretched the bits of tree I could see slivering around on his head and one of his eyeballs was hanging loose out of the socket. The last thing he brought out of the bag was a pipe and he told me to hold it for him. He went over to Dad and grabbed him by his hair and pulled him up to make him look at me. The both of them were staring and Redlight told me to “have at it”.

He wanted me to hit Dad with the pipe over and over until he died. I know that’s what he wanted. And Dad couldn’t do anything, the dart must have had some bad drug or something in it because his fingers were able to clench but the rest of him was staying still.

I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t keep fooling Redlight anymore because I couldn’t kill my /Dad/!

I remember walking up to them not knowing what was going to happen, just scared of what was going to happen to me. For the first time in months I realized there were no more side options I could take to live, I only had one and I’d probably die. The thought of actually being /dead/ scared me so bad my hands started to shake. I wondered if it would hurt, if it would take long, if I would go to Heaven after killing so many people, if Hell was as scary as I thought it was…

And then he kept screaming at me to do it and I hit Redlight in the face with the pipe instead of Dad. It cut his face and while it bleed a tree root started pushing through and wrapping around his eye- I wanted to puke or scream, but before I could Redlight got really, really angry. Simon told me he said, “You miserable little punk” or something, but I didn’t hear anything except TV static because I had broken free of Him. Of Slenderman. I did it, I got free because I wouldn’t obey him and Redlight, and I was me again.

That was when Redlight suddenly picked me up, yanking the pipe out of my hands, and threw me to the ground. It hurt so bad, I think I landed on a rock, but he wouldn’t let me get up. He just grabbed my hoodie and made me look at him. His face was so ugly and his skin was /moving/ from the tree parts trying to grow out of him. That was when I was able to scream.

It hurt. Everything hurt because he was killing me from the inside. He was trying to force me out of my own body after I had finally gotten it back for myself and it /burned/. I was so sure I had somehow caught fire but I couldn’t move away at all. And all I could do was cry and scream for someone to help me because it all /hurt/.

Mom shot Redlight in the back.

All of a sudden Redlight had frozen with a shocked look and let me go. He made a few watery noises and stumbled away. That’s when I saw Mom standing there with Simon’s gun, hands still shaking from the effects of the tazer. We made eye contact and I promise a million words were able to be said without actually saying them. She loved me, she’d do anything for me, and she’d never stop until I was safe.

Slenderman appeared behind her and all I could do was stare and gasp. I didn’t even get to warn her. He had come when Redlight fell to the side, probably knew that one of his own important people was dying. He was angry, that I know for sure. Even though I had broken free, there was this noise in my head like a siren. It hurt to hear and even though I reached up to cover my ears and curl into a ball I saw what happened next so clearly. Slenderman cut off the arm holding the gun from the elbow down with one of the many tentacles slashing through the air. Mom started screaming and holding her injured arm and she fell to her knees.

Beside me I turned in time to get an even worse sight: the tree had finally caught up to Redlight. It was growing /out of him/ from his eyes, nose, mouth, ears, every inch of his body. Blood was being pushed out of him from the inside violently, leaking out and covering the ground. Redlight was dead. He was actually dead and he wouldn't be able to come back.

I think I might have been screaming but I’m not sure. Everything was happening so fast and I was suddenly pulled to my feet by Dad. He had managed to get up and over to me even though he was moving slowly like he was half asleep.

Dad pulled me over to Simon, shoved me into his arms while Mom somehow got up and came over as well. There was so much blood and everyone was crying and Slenderman was so angry and that tree was just /taking over/ Redlight.

They told him to take me away. They told him to take me and not look back, to get me away from Him. Mom looked him in the eyes and made him promise to take care of me and keep me safe. Simon did. Dad pulled me into a hug and told me over and over that he loved me and that no matter what I was always gonna be his daughter. Mom kissed me on the forehead before Dad picked me up and put me in Simon’s arms.

And he took me away. I screamed and kicked and clawed and tried to go back to them because they were /going to die/ if we just left them there but he wouldn’t let me go.

The last thing I saw was Dad picking up Simon’s gun, pulling it out of my Mom’s cut off arm, his other arm pulling Mom in and holding her up while she held her bloody stump, and pointing the gun at Slenderman.

He was laughing the entire time he shot at him even though he knew it wouldn’t work. He was laughing and calling him names, telling him to just try and kill him.

The trees around the clearing caught on fire and I couldn’t see anything else.

Simon told me I passed out when the fire started, which I guess I did because I don’t remember him driving me to the police station. I do remember someone asking me what happened, and sounding surprised because I was alive. I think everyone thought I was dead. Simon did most of the work after the forest. He made sure no one really bothered me. Apparently I’ll be staying with him now because the only known relatives in my family other than my parents, Dad’s parents, mysteriously died the same day I was found. Their house caught on fire due to some sort of power surge. That’s what the police say anyway.

I am writing this on Simon’s computer. He’s standing behind me and correcting my grammar while making a list of things an eleven year old girl would need to live with him.

For the first time in a long time I know how to feel. I am sad. I am sad and crying while I write this because Mom and Dad were left behind and I couldn’t do anything. The police said they didn’t find any bodies in the clearing, just a giant tree which they had never seen before.

I am praying for the first time in months to God that my parents are alive and got away. I just want my Mommy and Daddy. That’s all I’ve ever wanted and that’s all I never got. I just want my family back and happy so we can do normal things and make friends and grow up together. I want to go to the movies with Dad and listen to him complain about how lame it is, I want to bake a cake with my Mom one more time, I want to go to bed knowing that everything is going to be okay because Mom and Dad are there and they will never let anything bad happen to me.

It’s all I want. It’s all I want. Please, please, it’s all I want.

Saturday, August 6, 2011

bad girl bad girl bad girl killing yourself isn't the answer bad bad bad bad bad bad good?

look at all of them all of the children morningstar rika zero Redlight. Proper grammar proper spelling proper everything now we are not some idiot who has never gone to school. You saw them in the end, didn't you? Slitting your wrists and bleeding out in the bathtub with your family pounding on the door outside trying to get in and stop death.

You saw them.

Mommy and Daddy reaching for you in the darkness. In the end you still see Anthny as your father-it amazes me.

Me. Who am I?

Well, haha, who do you think?

Who has been speaking to Cynthia the whole time, keeping her in line for Him and Redlight? You didn't really think she could handle both presences on her own did you? It's too much for a kid to handle on their own. All the other children get snatched and die so easily but sometimes the lucky few can figure out a coping mechanism.

Cynthia did.

Who am I?

Who am I....hmmmm, well, I guess you can call me Rachel. Or Cynthia. Really it's still her I guess but not her. It's...the Cynthia that Redlight wants. It's the Cynthia that he'll get.

I guess her plan to regain sanity didn't work?

Thursday, August 4, 2011

i can't do this anymore. i can't keep dealing with big brother aha, why am i even calling him that anymore, with Redlight. i can't keep feeling these urges to kill my...tony and kidnap mom. i can't let myself be kept by this monster for longer. i can't i can't i can't

there's a voice in the back of my head whispering to me, telling me to hurt other people and calling itself rachel. it's not rachel. it was never rachel. it's me. i think there's something wrong with me, something not even related to my "Daddy". my real dad, the crazy man who apparently stalked my mom, tortured my father figure, and was eventually killed, had issues that Daddy only needed to touch slightly to bring him under his control.

i'm his daughter, so i think i inherited some of those problems.

life is getting to be too much, y'know? and if i die Redlight won't be able to escape the thing that is chasing him, it will be able to trap him in one weak body and kill him. i think this is the best option. i have done nothing but hurt people and lead others to their death and i don't want that anymore.

it's time for me to go. i can do it. there's a bathroom in this place and of course there are plenty of weapons lying around that i can use.

i guess this is goodbye. i've had a good run. i hope the rest of you find a way to help my mom and dad, please.

Thursday, July 28, 2011

he's not my daddy. who is my daddy. the dead one, the live one, the Tall One. i don't have a daddy. i don't have a mommy. a mom. a dad. parents.

all i have is rachel. or do i have rachel? rachel is dead but she's not dead it doesn't make sense i am seeing things and hearing things and she speaks to me and she's so so so loud

no one will remember them. i pulled in another man to the game. no more victims. no one will look for them ever again. no one will pay any attention to Catherine and Anthony Delmont. just like no one will pay attention to me. they'll all forget them. all of them except Simon. it's all i can do.

i'm sorry i'm a good girl i promise

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

today i talked to big brother on the phone. it was nice but he sounded nervous. i wonder what's wrong?


simon says you should follow those directions. if you go where i tell you you'll find the killer, i promise. rachel does too. she says she promises you'll get what you want. c: you can't see this but you can see the letter i sent you. i hope you like games

Monday, July 18, 2011

if big brother is dead, then who was i talking to just a day ago?

something to think about. c:

Monday, July 4, 2011



i had a chance to make Him PROUD and it was messed up and there was only one bullet and celeste was supposed to DIE AND SO WERE YOU but Mommy had a chance to come with us and She didn't and She chose you over me AGAIN DOES SHE HATE ME


i threw up everything in my belly but i am still choking and it's hard to breath and i can't walk and rachel is so loud Loud LOUD something is wrong with me


i am okay see raChel whY are you worrying everything is alright Now i am beTter tHan before because I fAced Them

i faced Them

i am losing my mind

my mind?

rachel's mind

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Wednesday, June 22, 2011

one two three four five six seven

i'm coming for number five. can you guess which one that is? i know where they are. i can see them if i want to. it's a matter of timing.

rachel will tell me. and i need to lose these stupid bodyguards that keep following me around. big brother won't let them leave me alone.

it's time. i am going to prove to Daddy how strong i am.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

i think i am maybe losing my mind. suddenly those codes that the others write with look so nice and easier to use than actual words. rachel says it's alright and that it's all part of the process. i kinda...forget what is going on. why am i doing this? what exactly am i doing?

i just need to be with him and Him and i'll be okay.


i need to hurt someone. i feel so angry lately. this isn't my anger. is it my anger? am i this mad at someone? what exactly, who, celeste. that girl. and the flower girl. they know that man who makes my family so angry, i think.

i think maybe yes no yes rachel says it's a good idea okay i will do it.


Sunday, May 22, 2011

today today i went to the park. agaain. it was fun i guess but none of the other kids wanted to be around me. they said that i looked scary and i think i did because parents didn't want them around me either. rachel was upset because they were being mean to me but i told her it was okay.

my brothers and sisters follow me around everywhere. everywhere. i amsure that they don't look less scary with their hoodies and xs and circles and the red. but they aren't allowed to leave me alone or else they'll get in trouble because big brother will be mad.

i don't like eating that much anymore but they make me eat anyway. rachel says they poison it and to not let them control me because Daddy is the only one for me. where is Daddy? i haven't seen Him in a while. it makes me sad that He's not here because sometimes i can see Him standing outside making my brothers and sisters hide in fear and making me smile.

i am very pale. i looked in a mirror yesterday and rachel wasn't in it but i was. i look        empty

Sunday, May 15, 2011



who i don't like? hehethat girl what is her name CELESTE right? i don't like that flower girl with her either she is very annoying and they make me angrrryyy.

they just keep going on and on and on and on about how they would never be a part of my family and never even thought about joining us and everyone looks at them with all this hope and blablahblah. i think celeste would be nothing without that zeke person. violet or whatever her name is complains that zeke ruins everything but from what i looked at celeste needs zeke and zeke needs celeste.

so what would happen if i took one of them out of the equation? i wonder...heh


today rachel and i ate some leftover ham and cheese sandwiches. they weren't that good and made me throw up a little while after but that's okay. my brothers and sisters insist on following me everywhere it's kinda annoying. i haven't seen Daddy in a while but i can feel Him. He's there, watching me, making sure i'm okay.

He also says it's high time you remembered something big daddy. i think you're gonna love this one.

i am going to go and play with a particular family member who is annoying me. rachel says we can use knives this time. i like knives.


Thursday, May 5, 2011

for the record robbie, i went out with some of and bought some jellybeans. they tasted horrible but then again food tastes really bad to me these days, so it was nothing new. i think there's something wrong with my mouth so i don't know if tastes are going to be able to help me. hehehehe but i'll get some pixie sticks and eat and eat and eat and maybe they'll leave me alone if i get a stomach ache and start throwing up.

i shared the food with rachel too, she was very happy to eat something after so long. i don't know how she can keep food in with her guts hanging out of her body but she smiled and thanked me. we're getting along right now but people look at me strangely when i talk to her.


kay please don't fight zero. i don't like him, the others talk about how he kills people and i like you. even big brother doesn't like him or trust him. zero i don't know if you even know this blog exists but if you do i want you to leave her alone. if you hurt kay i will hurt you. i will hurt you so much you won't be able to run ever again or swing your stupid blade or kill.

i'm having trouble thinking lately. my hands are shaking every so often and i almost fell over. i think it's starting to work...the change, that is.

hehehehehe rachel is telling me i've written enough. i think i have too.

Friday, April 29, 2011

brother is dead. Daddy was really happy today, i could feel it. even though i did not like reachraybrother i am sad that he is gone.

but enough about him, i have something to say.

as it is big brother doesn't like me blogging. i know he doesn't like it because it keeps me sane. i'm so close to losing it and becoming just another family member who can't think for themselves. it's hard keeping myself from speaking gibberish and hunting down runners. lately i have realized what i need to do. see, most people when they become a part of this family have the choice to simply fall or fall and then rebuild themselves. the problem with the rebuilding part is that there's only a small portion of people who have been able to do it, like big brother and zero, and even then there are drawbacks.

but if you don't take the plunge and let yourself go, you go crazy anyway even if it is slower. it seems like a better option to "stay strong" and not "bend under His will", right? keep fighting until the end so you go out in a blaze of glory and everyone remembers you. but you guys don't seem to realize the other option is the only way for those of us in situations like mine.

in other words, i'm going to have to let myself go crazy in order to regain my sanity. hehehe, i don't think i am going to like this but it's the only way. at this rate i'm going to break and big brother will be able to do whatever he wants. so i am telling you all this because you're going to see me lose control and i might never get it back.

i would say wish me luck but it isn't luck i need.

here we go.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

i'm okay

they finally untied me and i pulled the feeding tube out. big brother has a lot on his mind, doesn't he?

maybe it's time i stopped playing games, those are for little girls after all, and i've been through too much to be considered a child. i'm not even normal, hehehe.

what was the purpose of this blog? it's not meant to tell you all how i am doing and talk about feelings and life and my family. it was to watch them. those two. none of you actually care about me because only ava, reach, robby and thage have met me. i feel different. i am thinking differently.

my name is cynthia delmont. i am eleven years old, i was born january eleventh 2000. it is the year 2011. my daddy had some changes happen to him when he was eleven, and my Mom lost someone important when she was eleven. eleveneleveneleveneleveneleveneleven

it doesn't mean anything important by the way. numbers? they're just numbers. sometimes you have coincidences like that.

my name is cynthia delmont. i will be twelve next year and my favorite holiday is easter. i hate onions but i love spinach. my favorite color is green and my favorite animals are hippopotamuses. i have a dream that one day i'll be an artist and make my Mom proud. my best friend was rachel and she's dead but i see her sometimes. i think i may be going crazy but that's okay because there's no where left for me to go in normal life. i wouldn't fit in. i sometimes miss my daddy because he was never there for me and i'm scared that he hates me but at the same time i want to kill him for what he's done to Mom and i. i draw all the time and i've been making pictures to show Mom because no one else here cares about what i do or what happens to me. my hair is getting very long and i haven't taken a bath or brushed my teeth in a while so i know i look gross. i don't eat enough or exercise that much and i am very weak. i think i may be slowly breaking but i won't let that happen.

i am cynthia delmont and i can take care of myself. i know the purpose of this blog now and it's to help me stay strong.

there's so much still to come. but at least i can keep one thing that's normal.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Some of you with brain cells left may be wondering why there is a pile of dead proxies in the ditch.
Or wondering why I have lashed Cynthia to a support pillar and have resorted to shoving a feeding tube down her throat.
Maybe a few of you are wondering why I strapped you down, took a power drill, bored a hole in your skull, and injected my blood into your brain so that the rest of your free will is crushed and you're just another cog in my network.
Well...maybe not wondering and more of twitching in the ground, suffering in pain as I am not familiar with power tools and was rather clumsy.
It is because you are obviously not eligible for certain privileges. Those who break traffic laws lose the right to drive.
You allowed Cynthia to almost kill herself by drowning. Thus breaking my law.
Thus you have lost the right to work for me.
Also, Robert Sagel has...disappeared. He That Is has lost Sight of that annoyance. You have failed him.
Thus you have lost the right to serve He That Is.
And since you have lost your options, that means you lose the right to be independent beings. That means it's power drill time!
Cynthia is almost ready. She is unstable because she is receiving mixed input from multiple sources. I did not spend all this time experimenting on her and preparing her for my evacuation just so she could do something stupid on YOUR watch!
Now, to those few who I left with two thoughts to rub together...
Cynthia is on 24 hour watch, once she calms down, untie her and CONTACT ME. Make sure that NOTHING happens to her.
Damnit, I don't care anymore. You find a Runner? You END THEM! 
Thage, DEAD.
The Delmonts, DEAD.
Zeke, DEAD.
Reach, DEAD.
Zero, DEAD. (I don't care if he's 'helping' or not!)
I'm about to be free, so enough of this farce.



Wednesday, April 20, 2011

nonono, hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe she'sbackshe'sbackshe'sback

i just wanted to play with the water of the fountain that's not wrong rachel, i thought it was okay i wasn't hurting anyone but you grabbed me and pulled me under the water and i couldn't breath cause you were drowning me and you wouldn't let go and the water was getting in my lungs and everything was going black and i was scared and i wanted Mommy but she wasn't there no one was there i was all alone



i am not alone

big brother is back

he helped me

he saved me from rachel

hehehehehehe, i missed you.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011


i went for a walk cause' it's a nice day. i haven't seen big brother in a while and there's no one to talk to. it's boring, especially when He is gone.

i got to play with some kids in the park- we climbed the jungle gym and threw a frisbee around. i haven't played with kids my age in was nice. they were worried about me though. they said i looked unhealthy and asked if i had messed up my clothes that day. i laughed and told them no, that i was okay because Daddy takes care of me.

for some reason they wanted me to come with them back to their parents to talk or something? i don't know why they were so concerned. :c

i was gonna go with them, but i looked over and

rachel was standing there. it was rachelrachelrachel how are you here you were gone why did i see you raaaccheeelll you're gone now so it's okay okey dokey smokey

smile smile smile and ignore the feeling of being watched hehehehehe

Sunday, April 10, 2011

here we go

it's time for everything to play out.


we're going to reach our end whether you want to or not. i hope you're as excited as i am. the games ahead are going to be so much fun.

and i wonder who will win in the end? me or you?

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

oh yeeeaaah

in all the excitement i forgot to write about thage's house! it was really awesome you guys and she's really nice and made me food and we watched movies and stuff!

her house is all nice and cozy and her couch is really comfy. i didn't get to see brother or avaaaa (i'm happy to see you awake!) but that's okay cause i like thage. i like her a lot more than daddy. i mean, i don't think i'll be able to visit her again for a while, but it was fun while it lasted. c:

maybe one day we'll run into each other, thage. i really hope so.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

next time i see you i'm gonna getcha, daddy. c:

now onto more important things...i gotta go visit big brother.

by the way, that guy you injured is really annoying with all the whining and sniffling. :/ if he doesn't shut up i will make him.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

game, set

check your e-mail daddy. the time, date, place has been sent. i'm looking forward to meeting with you again. this time we'll actually be able to talk unlike the last two times.

i hope you're keeping Mommy safe.

we have a lot of questions to ask.

in the mean time, i have a meeting with thage before you and me can hang out.

heheheehehehehehehe count the minutes hours days until we find each other. i can't wait.

Monday, March 21, 2011

you people just keep pushing your luck, don't you?

it's only a matter of t i m e

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i think it's time for him to start remembering too
hehehehehehehehe we need time to talk
hope you don't mind big brother, i need to use some of them to find those two.

just a word of advice coming from a friendly eleven year old girl: you keep using it and He will find you and kill you much much faster.

have a nice day. c:

Sunday, March 13, 2011

so lately some of my family have been acting out of line and saying some mean things. it makes me sad that they would. :c

my Mommy always taught me that if you say bad words, you wash your mouth out with soap. i thought that would be a good lesson to teach so i got some of them together to show everyone how bad they were being and prove a point. i washed their mouths of with bleach. they're nice and clean now, and they won't be causing trouble anymore. c:

also big brother has been taking me to places and showing me all kinds of things! it's super neat! he says that he'll help me get Mommy back and get stupid daddy out of the way- he's the best big brother in the world, hehehehehe! i love my family. He says He loves me too.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

moving moving moving here we go. on the road driving who knows where with nothing to guide except words they cannot see. he's still alive which is troubling- i don't know why he won't die, maybe i'll have to do something soon. She's worried and sad and same as normal.

big brother says hi.

it looks like it's gonna rain and i hope it does. i like when it rains. it makes me feel something i can't quite describe.

there are still puzzles left. there are still mysteries unsolved. the wait is over. one two three four i declare an endless war.

the games are over, kids. it's time to start the real point to all of this.

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2 widow who wi11 stop at nothing to find her fami1y
3 twisted broken image of a man who hides his wide wide smi1e behind a mask

three p1ayers. each has their support. each has their own goa1. each has a connection to HIM. what are they going to do?

the time for ta1king is over, so you better get your game face on, cause' if you don't act soon it wi11 be the e1eventh hour.

and you'11 1ose everything.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

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Saturday, February 26, 2011


anthony delmont sat on a wall
anthony delmont had a great fall
and all the Queen's horses
and all the Queen's men,
won't be able to put tony together again.

Ladybird, Ladybird, fly away home,
Your house is on fire,
Your children shall burn!

there was a crooked man and he walked a crooked mile,
he found a crooked sixpence upon a crooked stile.
he bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse.
and they all lived together in a little crooked house.

a wise old owl lived in an oak
the more he saw the less he spoke
the less he spoke the more he heard
why can't we all be like that wise old bird?

three blind mice. three blind mice.
see how they run. see how they run.
they all ran after the farmer's wife,
who cut off their tails with a carving knife,
did you ever see such a sight in your life,
as three blind mice.

little boy blue come blow your horn,
the sheep's in the meadow the cow's in the corn.
but where's the boy who looks after the sheep?
he's under a haystack fast asleep.
will you wake him? no, not i - for if i do, he's sure to cry.

there once were two cats of kilkenny,
each thought there was one cat too many;
so they fought and they fit,
and they scratched and they bit,
till excepting their nails
and the tips of their tails
instead of two cats
there weren't any.

pussycat, pussycat, where have you been?
I've been to london to visit the queen.
pussycat, pussycat, what did you there?
i frightened a little mouse under her chair.

there was a woman lived under the hill,
and if she's not gone she lives there still.
baked apples she sold, and cranberry pies,
and she's the woman that never told lies.

curly locks, curly locks,
will you be mine?
you shall not wash dishes,
nor feed the swine,
but sit on a cushion
and sew a fine seam,
and sup upon strawberries,
sugar, and cream.

eeny, meeny, miny, moe
catch a tiger by the toe
if he hollers let him go,
eeny, meeny, miny, moe
my Mother told me
to pick the very best one
and you are not it.
out goes one
out goes two
out goes another one
and that is you

birds of a feather flock together,
and so will pigs and swine;
rats and mice will have their choice,
and so will i have mine.

as white as milk and not milk,
as green as grass and not grass,
as red as blood and not blood,
as black as soot and not soot.

cee cee my playmate come out and play with me and bring your dollys three climb up my apple tree, slide down my rain barrel into my cellar door and we'll be jolly friends for ever more more more more more
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Monday, February 21, 2011

hehehehehe i'm in charge now. i'm the boss. i'm the person you don't mess with. c:

how is everyone? i feel amazing. i got to see my daddy, brother and avaaaa a little while ago. in fact one time they were so close i could've just pushed daddy down the stairs, hehehe~

big brother is so happy that everything went well. i'm happy too. he had to take her to do some important stuff, but that's okay. i'm still here for you guys.

though i got some stuff to do myself, so i can't talk all the time!

Saturday, February 19, 2011

i don't like rika. she's mean to me. when she saw who i was talking to she got really angry at me and tried to pull me away from the computer. so i pushed her away but then she started dragging me by my hair. it hurt. but it was okay because big brother taught her a lesson.

if you try and hurt me again rika i'll be the one dragging you by the hair right over to where i keep my knives and pliers. i'm not some helpless little girl.

Friday, February 18, 2011

hehehehehehe big brother got me a hoodie~!  bet you all are jealous- it's soooo cool. we're also watching pinky and the brain and i like it. it's nice to just sit here with him and look at cartoons. i've always wanted a big brother and he's perfect, y'know?

i think i'm going to stick with him as much as i can. some of the others aren't as nice to me. :c

family has to have each others backs, right? hehehehe, how is everyone?

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Four, three, two, and one.

My name is Tommy. I am nine years old. My hair is blond and I have green eyes. My birthday is in a little while and my parents are excited to finally throw a party for "double digits". This nice man came to me and told me I was getting my present early.

We are not doing this for Cynthia. Cynthia is "one of us", but there is no such thing as a special individual in His eyes. In them we're all equal. Do you know why this is happening? Because Avalesca broke the rules. She had three options to choose from. She had to choose one and only one and perform one and only one. By harming Redlight she broke the rules.

And the reason why He is doing this? I couldn't tell any of you. Don't act like you know what He would do because He is unlike anything in our world. His entire being cannot be predicted because we cannot possibly understand Him. I am only writing what He tells me, I have no idea why He is doing this, why He chose us, why He wants to mess with you people.

But this time Avalesca only gets to watch. She's been a very bad girl so she doesn't get any say in the deal this time. This makes the game more fun.

You have two children. Cynthia and I. Cynthia will never be the same, she will try and kill innocents as long as she can. I am just a child picked off the streets while I was playing outside with my friends.

You have two options and only two. Pick one and only one.
You can give Cynthia back to Him. Do this and I will be able to go home and won't remember anything that happened.
Or you can give me to Him. Do this and you will have her...for now.
I'm sure by this point you know that if you break the rules more die. Deals are not made often because we are below Him, though they are fun. Death is fun. Breaking bones, snapping necks, and cutting meat is amusing. Picking the mind apart is even better.

How do I know this? He does not have words, you see. But when He "speaks" to you, you know what He wants.

And as for functioning members of society, why would He care? He can be mean if He wants to, after all with most of you He just toys with you all. Society? People? Lunatics? Every person is the same, some are just more interesting to break than others. And we should be happy to be given a purpose. I am happy that I get to die young.

Cathy and Tony. You have to decide. Don't break the rules. I will sit here and wait for your answer.

This is so much fun, isn't it?

Hehehe, Avalesca you misunderstand us. There is no great purpose for us except to die. He is angry because you did not play by the rules and so we have to go after we write.

Take me for instance. My name is John Hayes. I am 42 years old. Male. Brown hair. Brown eyes. 5 foot 10 inches. I work for an insurance company. I am happily married and have two children, one who is in her teens and one who is attending elementary school. I have the perfect life. But I need to die for Him.

There is no need for those of us who are dying to try and find you and hurt you. We were normal people without purpose not even minutes before these messages. But now we have purpose. I am going to take my hunting rifle and shoot myself in the head as soon as this message is done. My wife or kids will find me, who knows. But I am happy because death makes Him happy.

There will be one more. You will get a deal then. But this time, Avalesca, the deal will not be decided by you, by these people, by your mate. The child's makers will see if they truly love her or not. In the mean time, be careful.

We're watching you.

I feel so tired. I'm going to go get my gun.


Monday, February 14, 2011

You can cure her, yes you can. But you cannot cure her forever. He can control anyone He wants in seconds and send them on their way seconds more. Unfortunately what happens to Cynthia is not up to you, William.

But it seems death of innocents is a laughing matter so I will make you laugh. This one is ripe.

Gloria Knight. 64 years old. Grey hair. Blue eyes. 5 foot 4 inches. I have three kids of my own, and they each have theirs. I love my grandchildren and I wish I could see them grow old like me, and live their lives. I was on my way to the grocery store down the street a few minutes ago when this nice man in a suit gave me a purpose.

After this is posted, I will walk out of the internet cafe that I am currently in and throw myself down the stairs. It will be labeled as an accident.

Thank you for choosing two instead of one, Avalesca.

 They are enough for now. You'll see what tomorrow holds.

You made a wrong choice, Ava. You shouldn't have taken her. You shouldn't have hurt Redlight. You tried to do two options at once and that is not acceptable. From now on trust no one. From now on expect every person you meet to be out to kill you. From now on you might want to keep an eye on Cynthia, hehehehe.

She's coming home. But thank you for telling her parents to meet all three of you in the same place. It'll be a lovely reunion.

Every second she stays away from us, the more agitated she grows. How long until she does something drastic? How long until she breaks free and stabs dear old lover boy in the chest? Or you in the back? Or Tony in the throat? Or Cathy in the heart? You aren't as smart as you believe.

And who am I? Just a carrier of words. Just like every person on this earth. You've underestimated His power. He can take control of whomever He wants whenever He wants. In fact, I'll show you who I am.

Justin Port. 17 years old. Male. 5 foot 8 inches. Red hair. Brown eyes. Below average weight. Suffers from paranoia brought on by self esteem issues. Easily broken and used. Weak. No one would miss him. No one.

Good news. I am going to die after I submit this post. I will go walk myself into the middle of the road and lay down. But I am happy because He wants me to. He gave me a purpose and now it will be fulfilled. Thank you Avalesca for choosing two instead of one.


Sunday, February 13, 2011

i told you all he wasn't a bad guy! hehehehehehe i had such a fun time with big brother!

oh! oh! you won't even believe this, he's gonna teach me things! oh my gosh i wanna be just like him when i grow up- he's so cool!! and Daddy says he can teach me anything he wants so haha! i told you He loves me! c:

also i met robbie for the first time. it would've been more fun but he was kinda drooling and stuff so i just drew on him cause' there wasn't much else to do. he didn't react at all, just sat there like a noodle and looked pretty dazed.

oh well! hey did you guys know that some of my family has superpowers? how cool is that? i'm learning from big brother right now but Daddy said maybe one day i can have superpowers too. hehehehe i love my family. as soon as we get Mommy it'll be complete and then i'll never be sad again. c:

anyway i gotta go. big brother has places to be and i get to go with him. hehehehe bet you all are jealous!

Friday, February 11, 2011


i'm so very happy right now i can't even describe.

don't worry Mommy we'll find you again. now that You know...well, You didn't think things were going to be easy, did You?

and oh boy oh boy redlight is certainly making you all freak out, isn't he? it's amazing! how people can be thrown into chaos so easily so quickly so entertainingly! hehehehehehehehehehehehehe

He's better now too. i messed up but i won't again. MommytonymeHimavakaymatthewrobertzekemvivililiprincessthageyyggykaijujuwillysomanypeoplesolittletime

we're going to have some fun

heheheheh i love my daddy. He's the best.

i hope we can all meet someday.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011



it's dark outside

ready or not here i come, Mommy~!

Monday, February 7, 2011







everything is going to be okay

Sunday, February 6, 2011


it's fun reading the last post, isn't it? hehehehehe try not to cry, okay? oh and thank you kay for helping Her. i was afraid She wasn't going to get ~anywhere~! oh, don't worry i'm not reading e-mails. i guess you could call it a woman's intuition about what you two are discussing hehehehehehehehe

two clues left two clues left

you better go now Mommy or they're gonna die alone!

you know who's a fun person? redlight stoplight readysetgo he's a nice man, i like him.

Thursday, February 3, 2011


i love it. it makes Him so happy.

count down 54321 and then there's no one left

tell me, what are you going to do?

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

everyone is banding together. robbie rob robert wants to find me? hehehehehe he won't see me until i want him to. redlight can't do anything, redlight just failed at keeping him from doing anything. i don't mess up.

responses before everything else that- sounds okay to me!

hello thage! hehehehe Mommy won't have anywhere to hide soon, so it's okay. you don't have to worry about Him. it was nice of you though.

hello liam! one way or another i'm gonna find ya', i'm gonna getcha getcha getcha- what you said reminded me of that song. c: i like that song. i like you too liam, you're funny.

hello will! no one is gonna find me but it's okay to keep thinking so. c:

hello hime! i think hime might be crazy you guys! you should help her! all that talk about pain and judgment is obviously a cry for help. :c

hello peter! you are a new face. what did i mean? i wonder...

hime again! i'm in a perfectly normal state. in fact, i'm better than ever. c:

hello nooc! but who says you'll see Him next time He comes around looking for you, silly? better be careful or it'll be your head on a stick. <3

back to more important topics: my Mommy. that silly Girl is staying with someone else now. didn't She learn after the first time? it's actually kinda sad that She doesn't seem to get what She needs to do. but it's okay because i'm willing to help. and so are so many others, hehehehehehe
poor Mommy is so scared right now. She really wasn't ever the bravest person, you know. in fact, She hated anything horror related. we're going to make sure She's never scared again. c:
okay just for you Mommy i'll give you four clues. be on the lookout for the first one!

Sunday, January 30, 2011

no one warned Her

Mommy's house is burning down
burning down
burning down
Mommy's house is burning down
now She's running!


Saturday, January 29, 2011


everyone is trying to tell me what to do and what to think. i know more than you know~! and i know that once Mommy is with us we'll be happy. He's been looking for Her for a very long time after all.

and poor Mommy can't see anything unless we want her to. She needs to remember before She can come with us. i'll give you a hint for you to tell Her- but you're gonna have to be clever if you ever want Her to find out what i said! c:

the person in my picture isn't rachel.

okay! that's it. oh and tell Mommy she needs to start moving if She wants to find anything. He's getting impatient.

love, cynthia

Friday, January 28, 2011

rachel's gone

Mommy never let me have my own computer. but rachel doesn't need it anymore.