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I was afraid once.
I was liked once.
I was asleep once.
I was seen once.
I was hungry once.
I was forgotten once.
I was pinned once.
I was broken once.
I was open once.
I was skilled once.
I was helped once.
I was given once.
I was without once.
I was questioned once.
I was stalked once.
I was killed once.
I was going once.
I was fed once.
I was answered once.
I was together once.
I was tethered once.
I was lulled once.
I was exiled once.
I was muted once.
I was withdrawn once.
I was in once.
I was poured once.
I was cut once.
I was sliced once.
I was CARVed once.
I was pulled once.
I was revived once.
I was drugged once.
I was upheld once.
I was fucked once.
I was drunk once.
I was there once.
I was back once.
I was not once.
I was me once.
I was ceased once.
I was beaten once.
I was loved once.
I was caught once.
I was quieted once.
I was forced once.
I was within once.
I was verified once.
I was ill once.
I was right once.
I was blown once.
I was pissed once.
I was up once.
I was justified once.
I was realized once.
I was packed once.
I was yellow once.
I was real once.
I was 2270 once.
I was one once.
I was never once.
I was pushed once.
I was secreted once.
I was divided once.
I was with once.
I was knowledgeable once.
I was enabled once.
I was gay once.
I was bigoted once.
I was foreign once.
I was all once.
I was certain once.
I was left once.
I was shifted once.
I was rebooted once.
I was shaken once.
I was doomed once.
I was alive once.
I was gotten once.
I was faced once.
I was tall once.
I was suited once.
I was lazy once.
I was schooled once.
I was independent once.
I was fat once.
I was gross once.
I was obnoxious once.
I was French once.
I was soaked once.
I was more once.

Now I am.

CARV

My memories have been fuzzy lately.  I suppose I can attribute that to the tall guy who has taken an interest in me.  Don't know why he's after me, but he is.  That's the short version.

I suppose, though, that I owe a longer story to all zero of you who read this blog.  Basically, when my blog started freaking out with all of the cryptic bullcrap that I passed off as someone hacking my blog, I started seeing things out of the corner of my eye.  I told myself it was nothing, just the shadows under the trees outside my work trying to scare me.  There were no monsters.  Nothing out there could harm me in any supernatural way.

Boy was I wrong.

It's been a couple of months -- at least, I think it has been a couple of months -- since I first started really seeing him.  It wasn't any of that "corner-of-the-eye" crap, it was right in the middle of my line-of-sight.  He was there, always there.  I would be talking to my boss when out the window I would see Him just standing there.  I would be eating dinner when I would happen to look out the window and He's in the neighbors' house looking back.  And every time, I would feel sick.  I've lost track of time, I've been getting more and more paranoid, and I haven't been able to sleep.  He'll pop up at random.  I'll go a couple of weeks without seeing Him and then He'll just show up.  It's worse than if He was always there because I keep getting lulled into this false sense of security, then He rips me out of it.  I think I might start running.  I need to get away however I can, and I can't think of any way I can get away other than just running away.

Tomorrow, though, I'm going to read up on the Tutorial.  I need to do this right.  I might even contact M, or someone else who might be able to help me.  Until next time, my nonexistant readership.

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