Success, I believe

I suppose I was wrong about the future of his world. I thought I could see into the future. He proved me wrong. I still won, In a sense. It seems the deaths were not futile as we had believed.

No need to smile anymore.

I'm Sorry

This will be my last post. I have given up. I tried my idea. It didn't work. I know if I do this, they will win....but I can't go on. I will be dead by the morning.

-S.C.

And Then I Was Tired

Very tired. After Smile's last post, I stayed up all night afraid of what might happen to me. Got to sleep at 2 AM, woke up at 6 AM with a drawing on my body. It seemed to be drawn by a child and was of as boy smiling a very large smile holding the hand of a tall suited man. I wonder who that is....(/sarcasm).
I HAVE kNOWN HiM FOR LONGER THAN YOU KNOW, SHROUdED ONE
I went to take a picture of it before I made this post, but it had mysteriously disappeared. Nice to see my little friends also traveled a state south just for me. I have an idea as to how i can find out if those people really died. My mother, the sect. Guess we'll just wait and see...
:)
-S.C.

A Brilliant Mind

thANK HeAVEN! THE CRIsIS --THE DANGeR AND THE LINGERING ILLNESS IS OVER AT LAST --, AND THE FEVER cALLED LIVING IS CONQUERED At LAST.

-Edgar Allen Poe

:)

Fuck You Too

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I'm sorry, I don't know how to begin this post. What I felt when I saw my mother's name in a sentence about a carcass, my first reaction was shock. That shock let into complete rage and now i'm just sad. I'm like the saddest boy alive. Of course, i'm not really. There are boys in Africa who lost both their parents and starve on a daily basis. They're sadder than me. In my shock it seems I blacked out and trashed my room. It also seems that now I should open the box. So I will. Consider this a live box opening with pictures and all.

This is the outside of the box. Our friend seems to have employed some well placed electrical tape.

Here is the contents of the box. Their arrangement is almost creepy  considering how much they were jostled around.

Here are the dolls alone. The big one is Max from where the wild things are. The two small ones seem to be  The Mad Hatter (left) and The Scarecrow (right).

And the not to go along with the dolls. "Dear friend Max, say hello to your wild things. One will fall apart by the hands of many nothings. One will grow mad from their own wrong doings. But you will always be there, Max. In and out of weeks. And almost a year. Searching for your wild things. But you will not find them. They will be long gone by then. I have seen this future. Thank you."

I need a bit of time to mourn, maybe go to a funeral. Bye.

-S.C.

The Beauty of Blood

THE caRCASS WAS the BEST PArT! OH BLiSS! BLISS AnD HEAVEN! IT WAS GORGeOUSNESS AND GORGEOUSITY MADE FLESH!

STAY SMILING, dear friend

:)

Relocation

Big changes have occurred. The police said that my closest living relatives were in San Diego. My grandparents. I flew over on a plane last night almost as soon as I got home. I was able to pack up my things. Clothes, Xbox, laptop, camera, everything I got in forest park and mount tabor, and some other personal things. I'm currently here in new room trying to get used to my surroundings. I have some pictures from mount tabor park to go along with my explanation of what happened. Here is the first.

This sign is in front of the entrance to Mount Tabor Park. At this point, I hadn't notice anything.

I took this picture right as we walked to our lunch spot. I didn't see anything, but I began to feel a sensation as if I were being watched.

When I took this picture, I was sure I had spotted him. I hurried my friend out of there and put on my goggles.

Then he was right there again. I swear, it's like he just appears behind you. My friend didn't seem to see him, but I told him it was time to go and "race you out of the park."

Now the part I didn't get pictures of. While running like hell out of the park, I was still wearing my goggles. Though this made it hard to see, I knew it was necessary. I saw a small box perched in between to branches in a tree. I had to stop and jump for it, but I still got out alive, obviously. If you do care, my friend beat me out of the forest by a good distance. I broke the tree line and felt something grabbing onto my shirt. Whatever it was ripped part of my shirt off, and I told my friend it got snagged on a low branch. We then walked back to my house and were startled to see police almost breaking down the door. I shouted for them to stop, and they promptly did. They said that my mother hadn't been found and that I was being relocated to San Diego. All of this in front of my friend, mind you. So I packed my bags and they whisked me off to the airport. Now we're here. I haven't opened the Box I found yet, but I might later today. I don't know. Talk to you guys as soon as I can.

-S.C. 

Updates

Just a quick update. I've made definitive plans with a friend. We are going to the park on Saturday. I told him we were just going to the forest. I don't know what I'll tell him when I have to find something. We are taking a picnic of sorts for lunch and I'll hide that knife that I got earlier in a bag or something. I have the goggles and the key and the flashlight. I don't know what things will come in handy there, but anything can happen in a situation like this. If all goes well I will make another post Saturday evening. Until next time.

-S.C. 

Difficult Decisions

I called my mother's work and she wasn't there. I called the hospital and she wasn't in a room. I called 911 and reported a missing person. They got here quicker than I expected. They said they had been watching the house. I asked them why. They said I was reported missing by my mother, and they were watching the house to make sure she didn't get taken. They searched the house for her to no avail and explained that they never saw me enter the house or her leave the house. They say they will look for her, but I have a feeling they won't find anything. They were nice enough to help me clean the house before they brought me in to police custody before they find me somewhere to live. I was able to bring some things. I brought clothes, my camera, the key, flashlight, and goggles, and of course, my laptop.

After thinking about it and reading what you guys have said, I've decided I'll go to a woodsy area to look for something to make me sad again. I looked around and figured I might as well go to Mount Tabor Park, a city park here in Portland. It isn't fully wooded, but there are wooded areas. I'll start my trip tomorrow and take some pictures. I'll see if I can bring someone with me. I'll bring what you guys told me too. Weapon, rations and...what was the third thing? Oh, my camera. Duh. I'll also bring that key, flashlight, and the goggles. I have a feeling they'll come in handy. I tried putting the goggles on, but they still just messed up my vision. After leaving them on my eyes for extended periods of time,however, it eventually became clear. It was not something I wanted to see. It turned the world into the world of my nightmares. I tore the goggles off as soon as the image cleared and chastised myself for ever putting them on. I'll still bring them with me, though. Maybe seeing in to that fucks world will help me solve this riddle.

-S.C.

P.S. Mom, if you're reading this.....I love you. I'm going to try and save you, no matter the cost.

All Smiles

Well, fuck me. How are you guys doing? Oh, me? I'm just getting over being ABDUCTED BY A SEEMINGLY SUPERNATURAL HAPPY ASSHAT. Wanna know how it went? Wanna know what he made me do? Wanna hear how miserable it was? TOO BAD. I can hardly remember anything. All I can remember is a smile shrouded in darkness, which seems to be from some dream I had. Oh, and more than a week of agonizing pain. I remember that too. It really all seemed to hit me when I woke up im my bed with everything immaculately clean and neat. Everything was eerily nice, except for a strange weight I felt on my forehead. I decided to Get up, being cautious not to ruin the hard work someone had done on my house. When I walked out of my room I discovered, in fact, it was not my whole house. Every part of my house besides my room was covered in dirt, turned over furniture, broken lamps, and blood. Lots of blood. But my whole room, even the outside of my door and the door frame were sparkling clean. But the thing i found the most strange was that even when I got up, the strange weight on my forehead, which i figured would be a note or something, had not left. I decided to look in a mirror which of course led me to the bathroom. What I saw was...not to my liking. On my forehead, in the neatest handwriting I had seen in blood, was a nice little message. "APPROVED :)". After my initial shock I got up from my fetal position on the floor and looked around. I saw a not on the counter. What a shocker.


"A clue will be found in a forest, but you'll have to go somewhere new.
If you don't solve our riddle, you'll be happy through and through
:)"

So, do with that what you will. I think I need some advice. My mom wasn't here when I woke up and she still hasn't gotten back. Before I do anything, I'll try to find her. I'll search for some forests in Portland and start with the one closest to me. But tell me, should I go? I don't know if I should trust this at all.

S.C.