Not over. No, not yet.

Today is 7 months with my wonderful girlfriend.

Wellp. That's it for the good news. Bad news:

This isn't over. I didn't get much sleep last night because of a thunderstorm. So I fell asleep in the middle of the day, and when I woke up, my camera was sitting right there on the table. It still appears to work fine, but there are 3 new pictures on the camera's internal memory. (The SD card wasn't in it when it was gone.) They are each pretty hard to make out:

"C(X)ME
CL(X)SER"

Yeah. This isn't over. I know where that is, and I'll be checking in there soon. Shit's about to go down.

Sincerely,
Alexander

Pretty quiet.

I got back from a college visit yesterday. I've decided where I'm going now, so I'm pretty excited. I can end my college search and relax. So things have been pretty quiet. Glad to be home again, etc. No freaky stuff has happened, so maybe this is all over. Or maybe I'm jinxing it. One thing is bugging me though. I went to check out a few places around town today, but my camera was missing. Luckily, there wasn't anything to take pictures of. All is well in small town, America. Or at least this one.

And, the weather is great! Looks like Spring is here- you have no idea how happy that makes me.

Sincerely,
Alexander

Everything is definitely not fine.

I didn't write that last post. I don't know who did, but it sure as hell wasn't me. If you're reading this, you better show your ugly face. I'm getting tired of this crap.
It's not comforting knowing someone has the password to my account. You guys won't have any idea whether it's really me posting or not... Need to think of a solution...

In the meantime, notice that the other poster didn't sign my name. Other than the fact that it was obviously not how I would post, that's a big clue. Try and look out for similar abnormalities.

Real update time. I'm out of state for a college visit. By the time I get back, my friend with the camera will have a video camera I can borrow. I'm planning on recruiting him to help me film when he can.

So tired. Gotta get some sleep now.
Post again soon...

Sincerely,
Alexander

Quiet.

Everything is fine.

Worst.

I'm in bed on my laptop. I can't fall asleep- not under these conditions. I don't know what to do. I'm keeping one eye on this post, and one out the window. See- there's a man in a business suit outside my window, staring at me. Occasionally he taps on the glass, as if to mock me.

I would call the cops. I really would, if I thought they could do anything. See, there are two things that tell me the cops can't do anything:

1: I'm on the second floor. I can't tell if he's using a ladder, but... on to point 2.
2: He has no face. Yeah. Let me restate that. HE HAS NO FACE. None at all. It's just a blank head. Not even hair. Just a skull with skin on it. I would get up to get a closer look, but... I'm not that brave.

He's been standing(hovering?!) there for at least 20 minutes. He... He's gone. What the fuck. What. The. Fuck. He just disappeared.

Well... I don't think it's gone. Just not at my window.

I am not sleeping tonight. Not with that thing watching me... Or... However it senses me without eyes. Jesus. Class is gonna be rough tomorrow... If this thing is deadly, tell my girlfriend and my mom I love them...

Sincerely and scared shitless,
Alexander

It's Sunday?

I thought it was Saturday...

Seriously, I cannot remember yesterday at all. Or all of my electronics say the wrong date. And before you ask, NO, I am not on any drugs, I have not consumed alcohol, and I have no irregular sickness that could cause it. Yesterday is just... missing. It's like I fell asleep Friday night and I woke up today. At least I missed the day we lost an hour. That I'm not very sorry about.

But seriously, I am weirded out. Need to relax now. Adios.

Sincerely,
Alexander

Pictures.

I only got a few and I don't even think you can make out the words, but here they are.
Got them yesterday. Today it rained. So I guess if this guy's determined, he'll have to be out a lot, because it's raining like crazy.

The first one says "I SEE YOU. Where you are. What you do. I see it."
The second one says "Watc" and part of an H, which I assume was supposed to be "watching", but he didn't have time to finish, obviously. Pretty creepy, once again, if you ask me.

I think I'll call the perp Sleepy, on account of his eyes. I wonder who he's leaving these messages for. Maybe I should be looking for two people. Or many.

Sleepy, I'm gonna find you.

Sincerely,
Alexander

What the hell.

Ground's finally dry and the weather isn't too horrid, so another routine check today. Bit chilly, and even though I despise cold weather, I really wanted to go check. Been stuck in the house mostly anyways. It gives me a chance to slow down and think.

So I walked down to the schoolyard where Batch #1 was found. As I walked around the tacked-on modular building on the side of the school, I saw someone hunched over, drawing new words with chalk on the ground. He was probably about 50 feet away, so I couldn't make out what he was drawing at first. When I was about 30 feet from him, he heard my footsteps and turned around. As he stood up, I called out "Whatcha drawin' there?"

At this point, I can see his face, and he looks kinda familiar, like maybe I'd seen him in the school halls or something. But it's a stretch since I'm never at the high school any more (for various reasons) and there are way too many kids to recognize any out on the street anyways. He's about my age, maybe a little older, and there are dark circles under his eyes. Medium length-ish brown hair and wearing a hoodie and jeans.

But when he gets to his feet the fucker scowls, grunts and runs at me screaming! He tackles me, wrestling me to the ground, then makes a run for it. I try to call back to him "Hey, wait! I just wanted to talk!", but the dude was so fast he'd already booked it out of there.

Seriously. What the fuck? Who does that? The good part is that now I have a man to look for instead of just walking around. But it's still a stretch. I'm going to need to increase my efforts. Man... I dun wanna. Why can't he just knock on my door, explaining his bizarre drawings and messages? Agh. Oh well.

Anyway, my crappy camera is crappy, and my friend is pretty busy as finals are approaching. So I'll try and get shots soon, but no guarantee. Now, where to start searching and how...?

Sincerely,
Alexander

Hate waiting.

It's Sunday. It rained all Friday and most of yesterday, and it even hailed last night.
STUPID WEATHER. Whoever is leaving these words and drawings around can't leave them on wet ground. I just hate waiting... They could be gone already. I could have missed my chance. This could be over. Which would suck, because I hate leaving things hanging. I also hate that it's still cold and wet and there's actually STILL snow on the ground.

So that's why I haven't updated much. Wet ground. What a dumb defeat.

But I'm still checking, although I could be checking more places. (More on that later.)
So I'll let you guys know when something actually happens.

Sincerely,
Alexander.

Just Thoughts.

Some quick thoughts before bed.

I've found the words in two places now. The schoolyard and the park. I'm thinking that I should check all the other schoolyards and parks too. It's just going to be a pain walking everywhere on my own time because I don't have a car. But I'll do it. I don't want to miss anything, even though I probably already have.

So I've decided to go out every day. To a park or schoolyard, to see what I'll find. I'm also thinking there's a connection between the two places. Like maybe it's a place where families belong. Or maybe kids. Or just the playgrounds at both places. I'm not really sure. Maybe there's no connection. But any way to gather more evidence is good. If anyone can figure out the connection, let me know.

I'm still really hoping that it's not just some little brat messing with me around the same point when I think I'm going crazy. That would suck. Also worth noting: I'm having some hella freaky nightmares. 3 times in two days. It's really not like me. I hope things pick up, and some part of me really hopes I don't find any more writing. Here's to a happy ending.

Sincerely,
Alexander.

What this is all about.

Okay, NOW I have time to breathe. So let's spell out what's happening. From the start.

I live in a suburban town. It's kinda spread out, with lots of schools and shops and woods scattered here and there, and a nice creek that runs through it that I like to hang out at. I like to walk through the playgrounds of the elementary and middle school to cut through to the older part of town on my way to where I hang out by the creek.

Maybe a few weeks ago though, as I was walking to the creek with my hood down to shield my face from the cold, chalk writing on the playground asphalt caught my eyes. There was quite a lot of it, written inside one of those 4 square boxes. It said things like "HE IS WAITING WATCHING" and "CAN'T EVER LEAVE". It was getting dark, so when my friend arrived with his camera to take pictures, he had to use his flashlight. You can see all of the pictures mentioned in this post here.

I told him to keep his camera handy in case other things popped up. Over the next couple days, I showed a few friends the writing, and every time they just wanted to book it right out of there. I don't know if it just creeped them out, or if they get the same feeling from this I do. It feels... wrong.

Then it rained, and washed the hard evidence away. Maybe 2 or 3 days after, it warmed up, and on that Saturday afternoon, my friend with the camera was free, so we did what poor kids do. We went to the park. It was good to just get out of the house. Until we got about half a mile into the trail. "HE'S HERE" was written in chalk on a big tree just beside the path. We went back to the car to grab the camera, and kept it with us while we walked the trails. We found arrows pointing to the tree, and a strange recurring symbol that looked like a circle with an X through it. Kinda like (X). I've decided to look for who's writing this stuff under the alias Alexander. Always liked that name.

Anyway, I'm pretty creeped out now. Walking around town makes me tense and I'm getting a little paranoid. When I come home to an empty house I just can't stay composed. I feel like someone's watching me. As well, I freak out at the smallest things. I got a text from a strange number. I looked it up and it was a Texas area code. That's at least 1,000 miles from here, and I've never been to Texas. It just read "GUESS WHOOOOOOO." I texted back. I guessed multiple times. No response. That was the 27th. 4 days ago.

Please tell me I'm not going crazy...

Sincerely,
Alexander

Here We Go.

Sitting in the internship office. Made this with the few spare minutes I had.

So, here's how it goes: I like to get out, walk around town. I like being outside, taking walks. They calm me down and help me think. But recently, I've started encountering weird things. Drawings and words, that is. Weird stuff, too. I'll upload links to them in a later post. The first set I found on the playground of the abandoned elementary school. I usually walk through it as a shortcut to the street behind it.

The second set I found with a friend, who I recruited to take the pictures for me. After he took the pictures of the first set, I asked him to carry a camera around when we hung out. We were bored one Saturday so we walked the local park trails. That place is more like a forest. We found chalk drawings and messages on trees, benches, wooden walkways, and in shelters. But these were a bit different...

The first set was pretty creepy. Said things like "Watching me" over and over again. Things like "Couldn't get away". The creepiest was probably 4 feet by 20 feet. It just read "BEING FOLLOWED".

The ones in the park were different. I found the same symbol in the shelter as on the bench. It was just a circle with an X through it. Anyway, I can't get to the pictures right now so I don't remember so well, and I have to go now. Will update again soon.

Sincerely,
Alexander.