Now Andy, did you hear about this one?

Sorry, I have that R.E.M. song stuck in my head.
     I haven't had anything...overtly strange, I guess, happen to me over winter break. Last week, I think, I was talking to my mother's friend about shadow people and the Slender Man and those types of things and he theorized that maybe shadow people are connected to certain people, watching them, and are there to help them, and it's just that some people never get used to them. Like guardian angels? I don't think that's it at all, but it might be. I mean...it's never hurt either of us, only stood around. And Nocnitsa is sort of like the creepy, ancient Lovecraftian vampire aunt that just hangs around and watches us. But they have such a wrong presence, I mean, you can feel it. I think the one following Rhiannon is definitely not benevolent.
     At our old house, when I was a wee little lass, my mother and father happened upon a painting on the Internet that people kept going on about it being haunted. My mother told me this after it happened. She said it was of a little boy and girl in front of some sort of thing with hands pressed against it, and it felt really wrong, but they thought nothing of it. Shortly afterward, my mother said they stated acting really unlike themselves, and a chair toppled over oddly when my mother was standing on it. Then, eventually, it got to a point where during the night whenever my mother closed her eyes she would see a snake, like a cobra, and see red mist floating over the bed, and it only stopped when she tried to think of beautiful, good things. I think she said she put on a cross necklace and kept an amethyst ring, and that helped, and it eventually went away. I've accidentally seen the painting twice while wandering around the Internet, neither time on purpose, and I got really freaked out in case it was haunted and started repeating the rosary. Of course, nothing happened.
      That's not really related to anything, I just thought I'd type that down. This new house we've moved into doesn't seem it's haunted at all, and I tried to feel it out with my mind a lot of times, but my mother did chuckle and mention 'mirrors in this house'. It's so frustrating, she seems to know so much, but she never tells me anything. My grandparents wanted the mirror I saw Nocnitsa in, and when I was sitting in the room it was on the wall in, my mother was just smiling knowingly at me, and when I asked her what she thought of it, she just said she didn't think anything!
     Last night my mother and sister were out and I was sitting on my bed reading. The bedside lamp has three modes, each brighter than the other, and you change modes by touching it. So I was sitting there, and it turned off. I sort of had an inkling, half-formed, that it could be something not...normal, so I just waited to see if anything would happen. About a minute later, it switched to the dim mode. A minute later, it went to medium, and so on and so forth. I just kept reading throughout all this, and it happened at least six times, I think. I tried to unplug the light to see if anything would happen, but I was too noodle-armed to pull the plug out of the wall. Was it something supernatural?

Evidence, maybe?

I asked Rhiannon the other day how she finds him, when she looks for him, and she told me, very vaguely, that she "just sends out a bunch of different frequencies and then his is really high and black and silky and horrible" -- so my family and I were leaving a restaurant last week, and it was night-time, and I tried to do that. I borrowed my aunt's camera and ran up a bit far ahead, to the end of the street and I was pretty much alone, and tried to send out higher frequencies, like, looking for him with my mind's eye, if that makes any sense, and then I started taking a bunch of photographs, and some street lamps went out. I looked at them, but I can't really see anything that overtly looks like it. This one is pretty much the only clear one, and I'm not sure if I can see anything in it. Does anyone?

    
     And...things are kind of frustrating, because I tell people and they don't believe me, they either think I'm lying or have an overactive imagination, and the more polite ones humour me. It's just frustrating.


-- Elizabeth de Angelis

Again

Okay, so, this is Elizabeth once again in a more collected state resembling sanity.
     Today during PE I wanted to see the Slender Man again, I mean, I was curious, you know? So I just told him to appear and nothing happened, so then I was like, "Well, Rhiannon, you have a psychic link to him, don't you? So find him!" And we were by the basketball court, which was empty, and there was a fence and then a way off there was some kind of elementary school, and a school bus was parked there by a tree. And then she said she saw him, and I looked, and I saw this shadow figure, like made up of shadows, no details, just shadows, there, almost part of the tree again, and she saw it too! And I was amazed, and then we saw its tentacles, or whatever they are, flapping and twisting in front of the bus.
     But I didn't have a camera or anything to get EVIDENCE! So I fastened my eyes on it and asked Rhiannon to go get somebody to prove we weren't insane, and she brought over her hipster friends, and he disappeared and NONONONONO how will we prove it?

-- Elizabeth de Angelis