My name is Blake, I, I don't know why I am writing this. I can't be writing this, this isn't possible. But yet, here I am. I, I just want you to know what may have occurred, so you know how to stop it. So you can figure out the signs, and make sure that you don't fall victim to it's will.

I was... I don't know how old I was, time seems to pass too fast when caught in a loop. I was just an average boy, I loved playing video games I enjoyed riding my bike with friends, and I most of all just loved my cats. My cats were great you could play with them all you wanted and they just never got tired. I had one that at night would come and lick the ear-wax out of my ears. Weird I know, but it was always like a way to know that I had people that cared about me. And that is always a good thing to have.

It started out as what I thought was nothing, my, my friend Jackson, we liked to ride our bikes a lot and just talk. But we started to smell smoke, I don't know why that felt odd, as it was Summer and people were having campfires and BBQ's, but this time it was different. I can't quite explain it but something just didn't smell right, but we ignored it and kept going. Later returning to my house I had discovered that there was a forest fire, and that a house has burned to the ground with a family inside. I was little and I didn't really know what impact that was so I didn't pay much attention to it.

I went home, I sat down in my Bed and I went to sleep, but I didn't dream. No, I am not sure that I ever really fell asleep. The world began to shift and I blacked out, but I wasn't asleep. But actually, I was awake. Suddenly aware of my Consciousness, I looked around. The faint flush of light coming in from the Hallway re-assured me that I was safe, and I laid back down, to Drift into my Waking Dreams.

But then it was there again, I was up, I was looking around but I couldn't find what had woken me up, I laid back down again, this time more carefully I examined the room. And closed my eyes. This time I was asleep. But this sleep came at a price, I pictured the last thing I saw, as my eyes shut and before I fell asleep there was a movement, just in the corner of my eyes, just for a second, a blue of something coming towards me. This was enough to wake me up, I got up and there was nothing there. I slept with my mom and dad that night. This was my mistake, I shouldn't of left. That only made it Angrier.

The next day, I was out again, and again the smell of smoke. It was just me outside, a hot summer day, I was again riding my bike when I smelled it. A peculiar smell to say, not like the last time either, this had a more, off-setting perfume to it.

Once again thinking it was nothing, I returned to my house for the day, I played a video game with my brother and we went to bed. This time I didn't go to sleep, like a mischievous little boy I sneaked out and watched TV. But again, the corner of my eye caught something, just for a moment a quick blur to show that something had moved just out of my vision. Looking around there was nothing there. I immediately turned off my TV and headed to bed, headed to my Top Bunk with a window right next to it. I again closed my eyes, and again I saw a vision of what had happened. When I looked around I hadn't seem nothing, just outside the window of the room was a short blue figure. I didn't  know of what, but once again I got scared and went to my Parents room. They again let me sleep with them, and things were peaceful for a couple days.

Once again, returning to my bed, thinking it was all imagination I turned my light out, but then I smelled it. That smoke, that same smoke from the times before, only this time, it was stronger, and almost like the fire was near me. Running to my parents to tell them that there could be a fire, I tripped. And gagged, I couldn't breath. Why couldn't I breath? My lungs felt like they were full of Powder, my eyes burned like there was something in the air, and as I tried to croak for help, there it was again, the blue figure. Only this wasn't somewhere distant. This was a Blue, man, if a man even fits the description. Looking right at me from the window, Smiling. And then, I passed out.

I woke up to find that there was no Smell, my eyes didn't burn, in fact I was in my bed. After this I decided to stay in my Parents Bedroom, only this time they insisted I stayed, they said that the only way to Conquer my fear was to face it head on. Later that day, the smell, it was there again, as soon as I smelled it I turned around and biked straight for my house.

I went inside my bedroom, locked the door and stayed there for the rest of the day, refusing to come out for Dinner. I went inside my bed and hid under the sheet, hoping to sleep. But as time went on I found myself growing even more awake, and more aware that something was nearby. I didn't dare look, I didn't want to look, to see that smile ever again. But as a Chill rain down my back, I quickly forced the sheets off, just to assure myself nothing was there. But as I did, the smell, the smell flushed into the Room, it hurt so badly. I coughed, my eyes burned, I gasped for air and looking around I saw a shadow coming in through the light in the hallway. It squeezed under my Door, and came in to my Room, this was not a Shadow at all, this was that man. I quickly opened my window and ran outside, I had to get away from him. But as I did, he was right there in front of me, waiting, smiling, looking into his eyes, you saw something. Something no one should ever have to see, endure, or even be considered. As I fell to my knees I hoped for that passing out once again, for me to wake up safe and sound. To know that this was a dream, to wake up in my bedroom and this Monster be gone. But I didn't. I simply stood there and watched as he Smiled, smiled, and waited. Waited for what I am not sure, but after looking into those eyes, I felt so tortured that I couldn't consider living. I wanted it to end, for him to just finish me. To put a stop to what he has placed upon me. But he didn't he just watched me slowly suffer through torture and pain, then covered my eyes. And I felt No More.


Based on Personally Experienced Events

~Blake Gillman

(NOTE: My mom nearly refused to live in this house due to other Odd things that happened on a Consistent Basis)