This Morning


I just got back from finishing my final for college. To save money since I need parking permit to park near college, I usually park up in the neighborhood north of it. While I was walking, I heard a few sounds. Once in a while, I looked back and there wasn’t anyone there. I think I was just paranoid so I ignored it. As I continued to walk, the sounds became louder. The sounds to me was something of electricity plus white noise. I kept on looking back and decided to take photos on my iphone.

Nothing really appeared when I first glanced at it, but when I looked closer I was shocked. It can’t be HIM again. I thought he left.

You can’t really see it, but there is a black mist there.

After looking at the picture on my phone, I just ran to my car. I was panicking and I know I shouldn’t be doing so, but I took some photos. At least I can try catching some more evidence.This photo below is what I took before I drove off.

Everything was becoming darker around me when I took this one. It was a risky and stupid move. I shouldn’t be taking pictures at this time, but I wanted something captured on camera. I got more what I bargained for. I felt light-headed as darkness started to engulf my vision, but I managed to escape.

Thank god!




Sorry, it was longer than I thought.

I checked the attic for the first time and not to my surprise it was rather dark and eerie. I had my flashlight with me, thank goodness. However, to my surprise, there wasn’t anything peculiar. Not to what I had seen. It’s rather empty. I spent about 2-3 hours in there wondering if something or someone would be there. The person that interrupted me was my mother asking me why am I here doing up there. I just answered that I was curious.

To my disappointment, nothing caught my eye up there. Nothing exciting nor odd.

That’s my attic report.

I am still constructing the stone structure I saw in my dream. It will be done ASAP.



It has been five months since all of this started and so much had happened. First, it became the unsettling feelings and those restless nights and soon it involved into something greater. I looked back at all of my drawings and still wonder on what could this thing be. It can be many things now. It could either be a spiritual entity, some type of apparation, a negative spirit, or even a creature. I still can’t say it is what others said could be Slender Man. It is true that these beings, Visokiy and HIM are Slender-man like. Also, they didn’t seem to attempt to cause harm to me. All they did was just stare and watch me. All I did was either ignore or get used to their presence which seemed to have died down. It actually did especially when I started taking my medication and had been going to the psychologist, which I had gone to last week. There was nothing special about that appointment. My psychologist, Dr. Miller, said I am doing fairly well and am getting ‘better’ in his eyes. I am just glad that these two entities don’t seem to bother me anymore. I think they are gone.

One thing that bothered me though that there seems to be another person stalking me, telling to me stop. Stop what? What have I done? Well I had been researching more about the house I know live in and what secrets my family might be hiding. Whoever this is, stop it or I will call the police. I swear.

Anyways, I was wrong about Visokiy and HIM gone for good when I discovered that dark spot one day. I think they have not yet left or is it something else that left that spot. The texture was crusty and in some parts, felt like ash as if something was burned there. The colors were a mixture of black and dark red. I won’t jump into conclusions that it is blood. I kept telling myself that it’s nothing and simply cleaned it up. I think I should simply ignore it. There is nothing else I can do.

All I can do is research for now.

Dark Spot


I just came back from college around 2 pm. When I entered the room, I saw that. Either my brother was playing with my art supplies again or it could be something left over. It wasn’t there when I went out at 8 am today. Fortunately, I was able to clean it up. It had a crusty texture when I touched it.



Hello again

The yesterday’s broadcast was hastily done in my opinion. Also, it wasn’t planned. To top it off, I didn’t even save the image I drew due to my fatigue. While I was drawing that, I became incredibly tired. I tried to stay awake, but I couldn’t. I am very sorry. Not only that, I liked the drawing I created. Too bad it is lost now.

After two weeks of being ‘gone’, I might be losing my mind and my judgment. Visokiy I have not seen in a while nor HIM. Actually, I can’t really remember much about those two beings. Have they moved on? Left me alone?

Too early to say that for sure. Let’s see what the future holds.

Anyways, I will be broadcasting today at 2:00 pm PST.  This time, I won’t doze off. Again, I apologize for yesterday.



  • I am born with a blind right eye and an underdeveloped right ear. I can only hear from the left side.
  • At the age of five near my fifth birthday, a cat scratched me at my right eye which left me a right eyebrow scar and a small diagonal scar right below the eye. The eyebrow scar is still there.
  • At age seven I moved into a new house which belonged to the late Jimmy Carter, which is not the president. On the pavement, there was his name carved into it and the year below it was 1947. I remember digging around between the cracks in the backyard. I discovered a tooth. I don’t know if was human or not. I placed it back. Not only that, there is an entry way to the attic of the house right outside the entrance to my room. My mother looked inside and sealed it up. She never told me what was up there even when I asked her. I still don’t know.
  • When I was in seventh grade, I became friends with this Wiccan who was also a student. She was caucasian and has natural red hair. One day, she decided for fun to examine my palm. With a marker, she made a symbol on it and said that I am a fire. After that day, she no longer came to school.
  • Age thirteen, had a vivid dream which I still remember to this day. I know it seems farfetched, but it was a of ‘heaven’. There were clouds and I was walking down an aisle of saints that were staring at me. At the end of the aisle, there was I can say is God himself. He whispered something to my ear which I didn’t understand and suddenly I woke up.
  • After that dream, I believed that I had three angels accompanying me whereever I go. They watched me sleep and such. I had always felt their presence. To be honest, I thought I was such a silly little kid to believe in such a thing. The angel’s names were Michael, Gabriel, and  Raphael. Wow, I still remember them.
  • I remember the day after Halloween that my grandmother told me that her dead husband’s spirit visited her. She described that the living smelled like flowers. I don’t know. It just shows that my family on my mother’s side is quite spiritual.
  • My grandparents had told me about spirits and ghosts when I was around fifteen. I find it quite intriguing. My grandfather had talked of a rolling ball of light that rolled down the mountain which was believed to have witches. The rolling ball of fire rolled down to the sea and no it wasn’t the sun. Hmm…

This list will go on as I remember more strange events in my life prior to this. There might be something in my past memories and such to understand what is currently going on.