Followed

Guys...I'm being followed.

Someone is following me.  I think they have been for a while now.  I've been depressed after...you know, what happened not too long ago,  so I didn't notice.

Maybe Jen can help me...She'll have to, it's almost my birthday.  She alwa

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...I don't know what to do.

I...I posted last only yesterday...right?  It's just a glitch...the wrong date.  I know I posted only yesterday.
I've...I've been missing for a month...haven't I?...
It...it was me...it had to have been.
Oh God, what have I done?
I'm going insane...there's no other explanation for it.

I'm sorry Jen.  I'm so sorry.

I must be insane...I was rambling about a woman with no hair in some of my posts...I don't remember anything about that.  I'm losing my mind, I killed her, I

I don't know what I should do...


All I have left of Jen...is this old notebook she lent me.  She sure loved to scribble.  A thin man.  A fat man.  A mask.  The moon.  A very messy sphere, the lines go right through to the other side of the circle.

...Please forgive me Jen.

Missed.

I know I haven't posted in a couple days.  I didn't post because I was called in by Jen's parents to come and help them with her things.  Stuff like her posters, video games, and random stuff that she had lying around the house.  It took a little while to get things sorted out...

Something isn't right about this whole situation...Everything I find...makes it look like...

Like I did it.

My clothes, my lack of memory...I'm fucking terrified.  It's getting late, but I guess I can keep writing for a few minutes.  I'm gonna post this in the morning.  So it'll be April 3rd. when this goes up.

...There's a woman at the door, I can't see who it is, I think she's tall though.  I can barely see her shoulders... I'll be right back.