FUCKFUCKFUCK fuck fuck FUCK

Shannon, were you BEHIND THIS BULLSHIT? ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS, MY NERVES WERE FUCKING SHOT TONIGHT.

I AM AFRAID to turn on my FUCKING PHONE

I AM AFRAID OF LOOKING OUT THE FUCKING WINDOW

THIS PRANK WAS JUST TOO FUCKING MUCH, YOU KNOW HOW NERVOUS I AM OVER PAUL

I fucking hate you.

Fuck Halloween and this bullshit. I never thought you would play such a goddamned dirty prank on me. I just want to have a good night of sleep for ONCE. This slenderblog fuckery is not something I wanted from you.

. . .

Halloween

"Halloween wraps fear in innocence,
As though it were a slightly sour sweet.
Let terror, then, be turned into a treat..."

Anyways, last night was nice. Shannon didn't act odd at all, and we had a pleasant night out at one of the restaurants in town. Of course, we didn't talk about her boyfriend, or Paul, or Shiloh, or any of this fucking blog nonsense...

I suppose that was the best part.

Tonight, we're heading to a costume party. One of Diane's friends is behind it so she invited us too. Us is including Brandon, so I don't expect to see much of Shannon during the night.

It should be fun though, I'm being a zombie of sorts.

It's going to look good, really.

Wow

I just passed out at my desk. While on my laptop.

You know you don't get enough sleep when...

I kind of wish I could remember the dream though, it was vaguely nice, but I don't remember it really. I think it had something to do with Halloween...?

Shannon and I have plans for tonight. She said she won't bail out on me like she's been doing all month.

We'll see.

Paranormal Activity

The movie.

Me and Shannon had talked a bit this morning, planned on watching the sequel tonight.

... Except, I got a text a little bit ago where Shannon decided to tell me that she can't do it tonight because she'll be with Brandon the rest of the afternoon.

I'm her best friend and she dropped our plans? What the HELL

I was thinking of going to the theater anyways, to spite her... But only losers go to a theater alone. Maybe I'll stay home and watch fucking Lion King.

The Mysteries of Shannon

 Well, I appreciate the comments, even if some of you decide to give me some odd cryptic advice. Celie, I'll answer your questions, as they lead into what I wanted to say.

First off, about Brandon, no I have not been around him enough to make much of a judgment, but Shannon tells me he's AMAZING. We've talked a few times and I never got much of a bad vibe from him. I know her word can't always be fact, but I honestly see no harm from the guy.

I have thought about it, really, but he just did not exactly sound like who was on the phone. I just figured, who else but Brandon would be looking for her? However, it could have been a classmate, some random friend... The thing is, Shannon usually tells me fucking EVERYTHING and if there was any friend of her's... I would probably know who he is!

If anyone had been in the house as I slept, they didn't do anything that I fucking noticed. Should I ask Diane if she noticed anything?

The more I think about it, the more it makes sense that Shannon is simply setting me up for some joke, or perhaps she is just hiding something silly. She is usually NEVER like this, avoiding subjects with me and not returning some of my calls. She's almost totally ignoring me even though I'm her fucking best friend! So yes, she is acting a little off, but I wouldn't use the word irritable. Heck, maybe she's just having a bitchy month and figures we need space or some shit.

As for the flu, the only person I know who's had the flu in the last few months is Diane, and she's been uncharacteristically nice lately.

So the only real mysterious thing is either: What is Shannon hiding?
Or: What is Shannon planning?

She probably checks the blog still, sees that I'm posting. So she will probably read this...

Whatever, I'll just keep badgering her about it.

And as for my email... I suppose that was a bit damn harsh, but, really I am still not very comfortable with talking much here. It's nice to see some consistent commentators, really, but I don't feel the need to bother with anything beyond this web page.

I suppose I just need to ease into it more, yes?

I've calmed down

Really, I have.

I talked with Diane a bit about Paul this morning. Really, there was nothing I could have done before and there is nothing I can do now. Who I should really be mad at is the fucking doctors that let him slip out.

... How is that even possible? Are they THAT FUCKING STUPID that they would let a goddamn mental patient walk out of their clinic?

Paul isn't Michael Myers, this isn't a fucking slasher film. What happened should not have happened. It was some mighty fine incompetence on the doctors' part.

His family is of course, not happy either. They think I had something to do with it, or something. Fuck them.

As for the phone call I mentioned. It was a few days ago, I answered the phone and some dipshit who couldn't help but whisper was asking for Shannon. I assumed it was Brandon. I told him she wasn't home at the time, as she had gone out with Diane.

And what did he say? "Good, you're home alone. I'll be right over."

Then he fucking hung up.

Thankfully, no one showed up that night.

I don't even know if that WAS Brandon, I feel no need to contact the guy and obviously Shannon didn't think much of it. It was just really stupid and it annoyed the FUCK out of me because I started thinking that Shannon was the one behind it. If it was a Halloween joke, the guy COULD have said something more creepy, like, "I'm coming over to cut you up."

... Or something like that.

God, disappearing friends who just happened to have gone insane and mysterious phone calls. This really is a fucking slasher film.

I'm sorry

I'm so sorry.

My life has been hell the last two weeks. I know I said I would talk about Paul, but he... FUCK.

SHANNON ABSOLUTELY FUCKING REFUSES TO TALK ABOUT ANY OF THIS. I DON'T KNOW WTF HAPPENED TO HER BUT SHE HAS NOT LET ME SAY ONE WORD ABOUT PAUL, ONE WORD ABOUT SHILOH, OR ONE WORD ABOUT THIS FUCKING BLOG.

Paul went missing on the 12th. No I don't fucking know what happened, no one has any goddamn idea. I got a phone message the other day. From SOMEONE WHO WANTED TO FUCK WITH ME.

I have been sleeping less and less. I'm fucking out of my mind. Diane... Oh fuck, Diane has been so nice lately. At least I can talk to her about Paul...

I have considered contacting Shiloh a bit more. There must be a reason Shannon isn't speaking with him. There must be a reason Paul disappeared.

I guess he was just as insane as the doctors insisted. THE INCIDENT WAS SO FUCKED.

PAUL WAS SO INVESTED IN THAT FUCKING SLENDERMAN DUDE THAT HE THOUGHT HE WAS BEING STALKED BY HIM. HE WOULD CONSTANTLY CALL ME TO TELL ME HOW SCARED HE WAS.

I tried to tell him nothing was wrong, that he was imagining things. He REALLY WAS imagining things.

This is so fucking stupid, the guy carved that fucking X symbol into his skin. HIS SKIN. I DON'T KNOW WHY BUT HE FUCKING GOT AMNESIA. DO YOU KNOW HOW CLICHE THAT IS. I THOUGHT HE WAS FAKING OR SOME SHIT.

I was one of the few people he could remember. That's why I was allowed so many visits.

Now he's gone and Shannon only spends time with her new boyfriend now.

Can we please cut the drama? I just want to enjoy my fucking Halloween.

Answer

Shannon finally told me why she hasn't been on.

"I had a nightmare."

Not wtf does that mean? I tried getting her to explain but she blew me off, saying I should be happy. Before I would be but... Now I want her to post here.

Jesus effing Christ.

Anyways, this guy she met, Brandon, he's alright. He seems nice enough, he's hung out with her a couple of times and she says he's really comfortable to be around... Well, I suppose I'm fine with them dating, it is likely they will begin to. Shannon deserves someone fun to be with.

As for me? With Shannon gone a couple of nights, me and Diane have actually sat down and talked. She's not so bad when you get her on a topic you enjoy as well. I've also been busy visiting Paul and stuff. He's doing okay, I can tell he seems a bit off, but it's very minimal. I wish I knew the exact reason the doctors were so worried about keeping him there. He has not mentioned the stuff before even once, I don't think.

I am confident his memory loss will be cured eventually. Best to hope.

... I've got another visit tomorrow, we'll see how that goes.

Shannon?

I told Shannon to check out the blog today.

I sign in to find she apparently hadn't?

What the fuck. I tried so hard to get her to not bother with it in the beginning, and now here I am, posting in it way more then she is!

Btw, it's 11PM. My favorite hour.

I stayed up til... about 2AM last night. I crashed right at the kitchen table. Diane found me in the morning, my face covered in keyboard indents. The night before it was 3AM... Hopefully tonight that means it'll be 1AM... I doubt it.

So, how about them movies. When was the last time I fucking went to the theater? Maybe I'll grab Shannon and go see something. Or perhaps find a date... A date? Hah!

Speaking of dates, I think Shannon met some guy. He seems okay, I'll have to make sure he's not a total douchebag. I'm not really sure who's good for her, honestly, Shannon has never had very many boyfriends, which I think she mentioned here...

Whatever, forget about that, this is about movies. I... don't think I watch enough TV to know what's even playing right now.

God, I have to go look that up.