What I did.

I shouldn't be posting this I don't know why I am. I got to Jayson's and he took me in and told me to set up. He lives in a tiny apartment. It's not very nice but he doesn't seem to mind. Apparently his parents live in another city but he moved out here for the school system. At least that's what he told me when we first met. When I met him today he told me that was a lie and there was a lot we needed to talk about but first he needed to call a friend who could help me. I went to the room he told me to and I laid down but then... I heard him on the phone just a few words "Hello Mrs Trowess" He was calling my parents. The bastard betrayed me. It was then that I heard the voice. It told me I couldn't let him finish the call. I grabbed the nearest thing I could find. It was a large ornate rock. It was very pretty. It's not anymore. I took it and I ran into the room. When he saw me his eyes widened with shock and he pulled out a night stick from I don't know where. Luckily I was faster I hit him in the face and he toppled back. I hit him a few more times until he stopped squirming. Finally when I stopped I realized he wasn't breathing. I'm not a medical professional but I knew he was dead. I killed him and yet I feel no remorse. He was with them. He wanted to kill me too. I'm going to stay here for a bit but not long my parents might still come because of the phone call.

I...

My parents have been acting weird today. They've been spending a lot of time talking a lone in their room and there was a call from the psychiatrist I picked it up and my mother hurriedly grabbed the phone from me. I Picked up the words "problem" and "Tonight". That was a little worrying but... I decided to eavesdrop at the door and I heard them talk. It wasn't sleep paralysis! It was my parents. It makes no sense but they talked about it they even mentioned the knife! They're planning to kill me... They've been too worried to actually do it yet but they said for sure they'll do it tonight that's why they were on the phone with the psychiatrist he's in league with them. None of this makes any sense but I know I have to run! I'm going to grab my stuff and hide out with Jayson for a while until I figure out what to do. He lives on his own so I won't have to worry about his parents telling mine. I can't believe any of this...


And during the holidays of all times...

Event watch 1

Well Jayson I'm doing like you asked. Nothing has happened except teacher is upset I didn't take down the blog for some reason.


Well I guess that's not entirely true there have been some events but nothing linked to me.

There was an outbreak at the hospital downtown of a new strain of Smallpox that is entirely resistant to modern medicine but it's already contained. Nothing important there.

There's a large amount of birds in the area and the normal bird species seem to of mostly disappeared.

The amount of missing people has gone up slightly over the normal yearly average.

All in all the world's looking pretty shitty but nothing pertaining to me.

Watch the ripples. See them clash.

So I hung out with one of my friends today a guy named Jayson. (Yes it is in fact spelled that way) We were wandering around and talking about the last little while mostly about why I was gone. He seemed concerned about most of what I said and didn't seem very relieved when I told him I found out it was probably just sleep paralysis. He convinced me to leave the blog up and tell about anything that happens so he can read it. Seems weird but there's no real harm. Besides it's kind of fun writing this.

Somedays you feel on top of the world.

The hallucinations are gone I haven't suffered any sleep paralysis since. Maybe the sleep deprivation actually helped. Might have done something to stop whatever was causing the sleep paralysis who knows who cares. I feel great. I went back to school today. My friends were happy to see me. My teacher the one who assigned this blog in the first place told me to take down the blog and maybe I will there's no point to it anymore. So there you go a happy ending to this insipid tale.

Thank you

Well I hadn't noticed I guess because I was all sleep deprived and stuff but apparently someone commented on my blog. As much as I hate to admit it I had never heard fo the thing they mentioned so I looked it up.

"paralysis may be accompanied by terrifying hallucinations (hypnopompic or hypnagogic) and an acute sense of danger.^[9] Sleep paralysis is particularly frightening to the individual because of the vividness of such hallucinations.^[8] The hallucinatory element to sleep paralysis makes it even more likely that someone will interpret the experience as a dream, since completely fanciful or dream-like objects may appear in the room alongside one's normal vision. Some scientists have proposed this condition as an explanation for reports of alien abductions and ghostly encounters."

Yeah um that actually sounds plausible and the rest can all be accounted for by being in the sleep deprived state. Thank you mysterious poster you have solved the mystery. Take that crazy psychiatrist guy some person on the internet was way more helpful than you.

Well that sucked.

Ok so staying awake was a bad idea. Damn I must of been tired I don't even remembering posting that last one.

Anyways so apparently I got up around midnight but other than that I had a damn good sleep. Feeling rested and relaxed and god damn does that piss me off. Nothing even when I sleep nothing. I mean I should be glad it's stopped but I want to know what the hell it was. I guess that will remain one of life's little mysteries. Except it will be a giant mystery which will haunt every moment of my life from this point on... Damn this sucks.

WAKE UP!

in audio signal processing and acousTics, an ecHo (plural Echoes) is a reflection of sound, arriving at the listener some time after the direct sound. tYpical examples ARE THE echo produced by the bottom of a well, by a building, or by the walls of an enclosed room and an empty room. a true echo is a single reflection of the sound source. the time delay is the extra distance divided by the speed of sound. The word echo deriVes frOm the Greek ἠχώ (ēChō), itsElf from ἦχος (ēchos), "sound"


Source Wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Echo_%28phenomenon%29

oh god i feel like ive been awake for three years not three doors

so I didnt sleep or go to school today or yesterday too much to do or not enough i can't think straight i cant tell if the things ive been eharing and seeing are real or brought on by slep deprivation

i see shadows all around me i hear whispering and footsteps im home all alone my parents are out this isnt working i need to sleep tonight i have to sleep

i havetothinkofsomethingelse

Why should I have expected anything else?

Sorry it took so long to get back to you guys about... Whatever the hell I'm supposed to be getting back to you about... I'm really tired...


What am I talking about again? Oh right! So, I stayed up all night last night and guess what happened?

NOTHING!!!

Nothing happened no sounds no nothing. Whatever's been causing this has stopped. Temporarily or permanently who knows. Maybe it's just a day lapse. I'm going to have to stay awake at least two more days to be sure. My teachers are not going to be happy...

I'm afraid I can't let you do that Dave...

Ok we knew this was going to happen. So of course despite my protests I went to the psychiatrist. It was as expected useless. He rambled on about music and hallucinations caused by sound vibrations screwing with the minds ability to perceive things. He prescribed some medication I looked it up they're apparently a type of anxiety medicine called Celexa or Citalopram. All in all it was a strange event and I hope to never repeat it.

On a related note I have my own plans to deal with these problems. It's a very simple plan. Tonight I'm not going to sleep. I'm going to stay up all night. Tomorrow is Sunday so I don't really need to be awake and alert anyways.

Hell no we won't go!

I told my parents about the last event and they still don't believe me. They're sending me to a psychiatrist. I don't need a psychiatrist I'm sane! There's nothing wrong with me. All of it really happened. They're just too close minded to believe in the impossible!

Why am I yelling at my blog?

Well the point is I'm not going to some stupid psychiatrist.

I'm scared now.

Ok so I've been sleeping on the couch as per the last post and everything was going fine. My parents got a guy to come and check things out but he found nothing and my parents decided that I must of been dreaming but I know I wasn't. Anyways so regardless I've been sleeping on the couch.

Last night however it happened again and there was something else this time. I heard someone come down the stairs and head into the kitchen. Then I heard... a knife being taken out of the stand and being dragged against the walls as the footsteps drew closer. Then nothing nothing at all. I'm going out of my mind. There was no marks on the wall all the knives are in place. I don't understand any of this...

Gas leak?

It happened again last night...

I was awoken by the sound of a door opening again. I turned over this time to look and heard the door slam and footsteps retreating loudly from my room like some one running. The footsteps headed to my parents room and I heard their door open and close.

So apparently it was one of my parents. This makes no sense. I've already explained why it can't be my parents.

That's not even the weirdest part though. I heard the door slam when I turned to look but the door... Well the door wasn't even open.

I must be going crazy or something. Maybe there's a gas leak or something. I told my parents what happened during breakfast in the morning and I thought I heard a gasp of shock when I mentioned it but when I looked they both seemed perfectly calm. I asked them to call in someone to check my room for anything that might cause this. Meanwhile just to be safe I'm sleeping on the couch in the living room downstairs.

Don't say a word.

Ok before anyone says anything I know I said this blog was over but...

Well I need to tell someone about what just happened. I don't know why this blog was my first choice but... Whatever here goes.

I was asleep I think it was around 1 in the morning when a sound woke me up. I assumed it was that damn skittering sound again. Normally I'd just be annoyed and go back to sleep but it wasn't the skittering sound. It was the sound of my door creaking open. I froze in bed not moving. I heard footsteps moving along the floor towards the bed. Whoever it was was standing right over me. It was like that for a couple of minutes then I heard the footsteps retreating and my door closing.

I have no clue what to think. My parents were both still asleep. They always fall asleep around 11:00 and they don't wake up no matter what. I remember when I was much younger we almost died in a fire because my parents refused to wake up. So if it wasn't my parents and I'm an only child who the hell was in my room and what did they want?

Project Pt. 2

Here's part 2. I have to give my reflections on this blog.

Well it's boring unfulfilling and completely pointless.

It's like twitter without the post count and even less readers.

This project was stupid as hell and now that it's over so is this blog.

Goodbye forever... Um Random person I guess?

Whatever...

Project Pt.1

So as part of this project I need to blog about a moment in my life where I felt most proud.

What a horrible subject.

Well let's get this over with...

I guess the moment I felt most proud was the moment I beat my grandfather at chess. My grandfather was the regional chess champion after all. So yeah major accomplishment right there. Never managed to win a tournament though so yeah...

Well there you have proudest moment. I'll do the second part of the project tomorrow.

Night trouble.

Hey again class mates, teacher and random person. This is a late post today. I'm about to go to bed. But first I thought I'd get on to complain for a bit. Because that's what everyone comes on a blog to read whining.

I hate my bedroom.

I'm an incredibly light sleeper and the heating vent in my room is like near some nest of animals or something because I hear skittering from it all the time. So almost every night I'm woken up by the sound of skittering right by my head. Oh right I forgot to mention the vent is in the wall right next to my pillow. So yeah going to bed now. Not going to sleep though. Not for long...

Well that's unexpected...

I made this blog for some stupid school project and some random person actually started following it? Either I'm way more interesting than I thought or he must be the most bored person alive. I choose to believe it's the former.

Look it up.

Some people are probably wondering about this blogs title. It's a word I saw in a dictionary once. It sounded cool and smart so I used it. If you wanna know what it means look it up. I don't care what it means.

Stepping into the shallows.

Hello out there on the internet!


This is Marcinius Trowess. This is my first blog. I'm not really much of a blogger but I'm making this blog as part of a school project so I guess I don't have a choice.

This is going to be so much fun...

Anyways I guess I should start talking about something here... Screw it I'll start actually doing something next time. So long.